My Place - Chapter One

I like to go into unknown places, feel danger within my everyday journey. Walking, walking into the forest, it’s my place to be, I have my journey and adventures there. I pick up my coat and wellies. I leave my safety net to go and explore. Find my own journey. Figure out the truth. I walk out the door, look behind, “I love this place” I whisper. Down my path and across the road, into the trees, I keep walking, absorbing everything around me, the nature, the air, the air smells fresh, daisies swaying in the breeze, the leaves dancing and whirling around, the tree’s shaking with laughter. I’m in my utopia, the place where I can relax and be me. I always feel the simple things mean the most. I can go miles, the time doesn’t matter, and the only thing you really take notice of is the sun, coming up and down. The new dawn, new experiences. Being somewhere new, being unsure what’s round the corner, walking past cottages with roses round the door ‘I want to be there, I want to be happy with my loved ones there’ passes in my head, a rush of love comes over me, I’m happy. I’m overly happy with my life; it’s the peace I want to feel, forever.
We all have our journey, all have our personal way of thinking, feeling and expressing, we are our own person, the world clashes with personalities, looks, voices, and it’s exciting to know what you can meet! In my world, I’m in a big field; it’s my spot, only this place knows what I honestly feel for this small section of the world. The feeling is extraordinary, out-of-this-world. I don’t want to let go of this planet, only him know what I am truly feeling and thinking, who I am. He made me, be me. He wants me to be happy and experience this, he made this section for me, he smiles over me, challenges me every day, and I come through smiling with the support and love from him and the others. I am having this journey, and I’m happy, it’s what I should be, a happy person, making the best of what I know is my goal; to make the changes I feel are necessary, show people what real love is about. He taught me about love, real, honest love. I dance and skip in this field, I’m high on life, on which I am and who I should be, nothing can ever bring me from this perk. Colours all spin around me, mad, vivid colours, I can’t help but smile and giggle to myself, the greens, oranges, reds, blues, yellows, the world is one big rainbow! He did this to me. I realise now, how special I really am, how much I honestly mean to him. I love this place; I love the people in this place.
Everything is secretly laughing at me, I don’t mind, I’m silly. Will this last forever? With love, anything’s possible, however anyone feels, someone loves them, I know someone does, but they do know this person? Probably not. Your probably wondering what I’m going on about? But this place doesn’t make sense, why I like it. There are so many questions people have, we can’t answer them all. Yes we crave those answers, but something’s are best left unsaid, left for conversation, thoughts, opinions, he’s given us the answers, we just need to find them. Search deep within our souls. Rummage through our heads, it’s to help you, find the real you within our foolish world.
I now hum along to myself and I clearly hear the birds twittering along with me. They understand what it’s really like out here. It’s the place to be, do you feel it? Would you ever hold my hand and experience this with me? Would you feel the happiness I do out here? Would you understand what makes me truly happy?
Bee’s bumble along, getting on with their business, it’s all at peace. Nothing’s judging anything out here. I walk over the bridge; I know this will take me home, the place where everything makes sense and where you feel the safest. Back to my little cottage with the roses round the frame. So beautiful. Everything feels so perfect here. The journey of my life, it’s forever continuing, but we realise what’s really important when we think deep. Deep in our thoughts, we all know where our place of perfection is, or maybe you haven’t found that one place yet? Yours will be very different to mine. Mine’s the fields and going on that long walk with the nature. I smile when I think of this place. It all sounds very silly, it is, but life is. Nothing’s for sure. The truth hurts, the lies hurt more. Trust in yourself. Find that love that makes you want more, only when you love your life and self, your journey develops, blooms into something special and on-going, then, and only then can you be completely happy with the world. The pieces of the puzzle will finally fix together. You’ll become you. Your journey will not end, till you end it. Give it that finale ending, your worth and deserve everything! You’ll shine into that person you wish, and long to be. Were capable of anything in this world, we have everything within reach; we have obstacles, but why have everything simple? Where’s the sense of adventure? Sometimes things don’t work how we want it to, but we can twist it round, anything’s possible, everything’s available, we have to find it. Smiling. A big broad smile, it’s the first step, a smile gets you recognised, people react to it. Why? I will never know. Although I do know that people will want to know what’s going on in your mind, we all have secret thoughts, those happy thoughts. It’s your journey; make it the best one you could possibly think of. Go find yourself, go find that place, find that love. Will you come back? I doubt it, not after you’ve been there. It’s the place you’ll want to be, like where I am now. But do come tell me sometime, if you find that true love. I’ll know before you reach the door, it’ll be the day you come down my path with that big smile.