A while back, I wrote an entry about how I was putting this on hold until I found peace within myself first. Just today, I realized that with or without finding inner peace, I found my peaceful place ages ago, when I was still a little kid.
It was while looking at this picture that reminded me. The little cavern in the tree just whisked me back to a cavern I once discovered, though mine wasn’t in the hollow of a tree. At an amusement park that I visited, there was a castle with two towers protruding from its sides like arms reaching up to the sky. I almost passed by the sly opening as I ran up the stairs of the right tower, but it’s a good thing I didn’t, because being inside that sort of “secret hiding place” and hearing footsteps outside pass it by without entering brought me one of the most wonderous feelings as a child.
That will forever be my peaceful place.