Being far, far away.
Also, though, I enjoy cooking. Bike rides. Throwing a baseball. Laughing. It’s not a day that passes that I haven’t heard at least four or five records. There are a few artists, in particular, that bring me varying kinds of peace. Surely one or two of them are on rotation, daily.
I have a pretty neat cat; he makes me feel good. Waking up early and having coffee in silence. I would say that reading brings me peace, or maybe creating, but that’s not always the case. Anything that I can do to keep me grounded in the present. My mind gets sideways when it wanders off to yesterdays and tomorrows.
I like the sun; I like sweating. Trees. Camping. Snapping twigs and rubbing dirt into my hands. Exploring. Pretending that I’m in places for the first time, every time. I don’t know. I’m not sure I’m an entirely un-peaceful person;it’s just when I am lacking in some of these places that it might sneak up on me, you know?