Happy Place

watercolor of Point of Pines beach

Some days, we just aren’t sure. Maybe it’s physical. Maybe it’s emotional or spiritual. It might be answers that time has not revealed as yet. As isolated as it might feel, we all experience the above.

I always try to allow myself to feel. To feel good, sad frustrated… feelings are real and need to be acknowledged. But then, I try to find my happy place. My refuge to recovery. Mine is art, poetry, music, and best of all, my dog, Vincent. ❤️🐾

Oh, and my soap opera. 😉 What’s yours?

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