Life is tough--that is one fact I've learned to live with. We're only human . . . in our weakness, we often get tired of the routines in our everyday lives. Our tendency? To flee from it all--find a place where you can sit down, let go, and hear yourself think. Here are three of my most favorite places to take refuge:
Seaside- There's nothing more soothing than the sound of gentle waves dashing against the rocks on the shore. Peaceful seascapes can have a soothing effect on a weary soul. It's lovely to just sit down with the salty sea wind in your face, watching the sunset in the distant horizon. Too bad there aren't any seas here in Antipolo.
Cemetery- Call me grotesque, but I also like to take refuge in a nice, quiet, memorial park with nothing but the silence of the dead around me. Of course, the graveyards with towering mausoleums and apartment-type graves are not an option. It's the lush green lawn and gentle rustle of the trees I enjoy. It's like a green park without the usual noise of children and beggars and vendors. Of course, I don't usually enjoy the place at night. But I do enjoy spending time at the Manila Memorial Park or the Garden of Memories
High UP- I like high places. Make me choose between a basement and an attic, I’d choose the latter. Any high place usually works for me. When I really feel exhausted, I climb a mountain. When I want peace in an unfamiliar place, I look for a quiet deck or balcony. I enjoy climbing trees, rooftops, and even our water tank out in our backyard. I know it's a very unusual practice but it works for me, and afterwards, I usually climb down more relaxed. Of course, I usually have to put up with quizzical looks on my folks' faces. But they're getting pretty used to me.
Those are the places I want to go. So anytime I'm feeling worn out and you can't find me, try looking up. I might be up on someone's tree.
Repost from 2006 blog
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