My Quiet Place
Back home in South Carolina, my quiet place was a cabin mygrandfather owned in the woods. He would take me out there to hunt andfish. The place was so quiet, you could hear the quietness. It's the sound ofa tone that settles in your ear. As I got older, I use to go there to get awayfrom the city and city problems. I miss that place. A quiet place is something everyone needs regardless if they think so or not. To some, it may be their bedroom or bathtub, or any secluded place. Myquiet place here and now is Piedmont Park. Now that I reside in Atlanta, Georgia, Piedmont Park is a decent quiet
I would sit there forhours just relaxing and vibing on Sade. I would find a secluded shaded area. I try to acceptthe past and prepare for the future. Time is just one thing I think about in my quiet place. I remember one time I thought about time as a bank. Every Sunday was the same routine, I would prepare the night before. Every day we have to spend all of thatmoney, you can't save or invest the money. Family, health, future endeavors, newfriendships, friendships that you know need to end, secrets, ambitions,goals, and solitude are many things that go through my mind--and the bestthing about it. unday I would go out to Piedmont Park and relax.
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