you know how people tell you to go to your happy place? my happy place is difficult to explain, but i will do my best.
I am listening to Michael Gungor and lying down. My brain is completely clear of all the junk i my life, and I am free of all obstacles. i can be me. not the Kayla that is perfect. not the kayla that has to make everyone happy and set out fires. I can be the person the Lord made me.
I then drift off into a world where there is an ocean. my thoughts are so vivid, that i can feel the mist. smell the salt water. this is where i am happy. no one around. just me. i live for the moments in my life where i can go here. i can be the screwup and it doesnt even matter. no one is there to comment. just me, the water, and the Lord.
this is where i go to escape reality.
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