the spot

don't worry..it's nothing spicy. well, not really. i think that everyone has a spot. a spot where they go to clear their head, scream at the top of their lungs, read an old note, or open mail. a spot that they go that is simple, yet removed from your standard every day go to. for some i'm sure its a parking lot, or a porch. maybe its a soccer field or a gymnasium. its a place where it can be just you, and that for the most part that's perfectly okay.

after a few years removed from my hometown, a very small one at that. i've yet to find a spot like my old go-to. now, this for most they'd have no idea where this would even be, except of course to those that lived it. its tucked perfectly apart from the rest, and did just the trick for late nights and early mornings.

there is something about a spot that you can call your own, and it is something i think about a lot. i think that there should always be a place where one can go to get away, phone a friend or just breathe. all things that i enjoy at any given moment. so, for me... the best spot was the one you'll see below. and, as i embark on the next chapter, and the next place i call home.. i hope i can find a new spot, although i know, and i'm sure the few others that enjoyed it as well... would beg to say there's no place like the original. so until then a cozy apartment, plenty of candles and a good blanket will suffice.

The Spot