Don't we all have that place...or those places...where we ponder, and reminisce? I'm not talking about a fleeting thought, or a memory that popped into your head, because something tangible reminded you of it, and took you back. And, I'm not talking about pondering things of importance...and/or decision-making thoughts. Just a place you like to be, when where you are, can take you there.
I can be anywhere, when I sit under a tree...with leaves dancing overhead. If I had just finished reading thoughts by existentialist philosophers, I can go deep. Most of the time, though...what I ponder...is where I am, in relation to where I've been.
So...under a tree is my place. Mandatory, is a light breeze or a brisk one...doesn't matter, as long as the leaves are dancing.
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