Trying To Reach My Happy PlaceA Story by GenevaCnwyIt doesnt seem to be working too well at the moment.All I want is to go to my happy place. A little place in my mind where everything is calm and quiet. A place where I can find clarity in the mess that I call my brain. I try to drown out the TV. The screaming one year old. The all around chatter that is from the people in my household. I put on my headphones and search for a song. Any song. Just one song that I can listen to that will drown out all of that mess. First song. Not helping. I turn the volume up. Nope, didn’t help. I can still hear it all. I need to get to my happy place. I need to reach it. Next song, was a waste since it was mostly noise anyway. I still hear the mess. I still feel like I am going insane. I turn the volume up four notches. Please get me to my happy place. I found a song. Still isn’t loud enough though. I turn it up another five notches. The music is pounding on my eardrums. I close my eyes and press the headphones harder against my ears. I will reach my happy place. I am venturing into this world of mine where I am free. I have no responsibilities. I have no worries. All I hear is my song. The song that is aiding me on my quest to find my happy place. It doesn’t matter if the volume is too loud. I like it loud. Each note that hits my ears is a pleasure. I can breathe. I am reaching that grassy field in the sun and I am reaching clarity. I need to reach my happy place. I can feel the sun. I just need to go a little further. I don’t care how much the volume hurts I just want everything to go away. I just want to be in my happy place. No more tears. No more yells. No more fits. No more anything. JUST PEACE! I sit and endure the pain until I reach my happy place. © 2008 GenevaCnwyReviews
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1 Review Added on July 18, 2008 AuthorGenevaCnwyWest Covina, CAAboutI am just someone who loves to write and hopes to make a career from doing something I love so much. more..Writing
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