What does it even mean, “happy place”?
People will tell you when you’re upset, angry, or stressed, to “go to your happy place.”
Today, I realized that my “happy place” has been right in front of me all along.
Broadway from 72nd to 116th Streets.
It’s about an hour-long walk, and who are you to tell me a 3-mile stretch of road isn’t a “happy place”?
This photo from a solo walk in February makes me happier,
and more grateful
than any dumb tropical island or deserted waterfall I can think of.