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The 2x2 Space I Can Safely Call My Own
It is where all the magic happens
I’ve always yearned for a secret paradise that I could transport myself to. Especially in times when nothing is making sense and all I want is a bit of space and time to myself.
Just me and my thoughts and no distractions. A place where I could just step in, spend a bit of time, and almost always come out smiling. What happened in there and how the transformation occurred being nobody’s business.
For some, that would be a walk in fresh air, and for others a smoke break in some fresh air, which is a paradox in itself.
For others still, that may be in the comfort of the embrace of a loved one — a partner or a mother where everything seems OK.
But for me, and I’ll bet for many more people who may or may not like to admit, that safe space lies atop a ceramic elevated hole just the right size to comfortably seat our behinds.
By healthy body, healthy mind, they really meant clear body, clear mind
If I recalled all the “eureka moments” I have had in my life so far, I am certain a large proportion of them would have come on my ceramic-plastic throne.
