Mar 04, 2008 23:26
One of the benefits of driving long distances alone is the opportunity to let ideas just sit and simmer while paying attention to keeping the car on the road. Today was a perfect example of simmering 'til done. 400 miles focused on one idea does have it's benefits.
For a damn long time I've wondered why I have held my time with MK so closely. Turns out it's pretty simple, like most such things, and I'm indebted to Ro for a comment a while back about why my good friend WB has stayed in this burg when there's nothing keeping him here, and he could make a pile more elsewhere. Ro's comment was he's in his 'happy place', the place he associates most with being happy, and MK is the person I associate with being happy.
My fave uncle went back to the city and precinct he went to high school in his last year. He as much said he was going back to die, and that he wanted to be in a place he was comfortable. His happy place.
I don't seem to have a happy 'place', but whenever I'm stressed, it's my memories of that little bit of time with MK I turn to for comfort. She is my happy person.
Do we all have such a retreat?
"Hey in there, what do you have to live for?!"
"Truuuuu blaive".
Yup.
Now, what do I do with this knowledge?
That's for another drive.
happiness,
log it,
love