I Love Secret Places

I love secret places. I often run away from everything in life and just go somewhere without destination. I get lost all the time trying to find myself. I find secret magic places. This is my private beach. No one around for miles. I would never take anyone here. I just bring my very close friends which are usually my guitar, my notebook and a pen, sometimes a book, little more, nothing else is needed. I need to travel around to anywhere in my mind. I need to be alone with myself, just with my heart and my soul. I lay down on the sand and watch the sunset. I draw I play I compose I write. I feel the ocean breeze on my skin. I taste the salt in the air. I hear the soothing sound of the waves softly touching the sand. I watch the magic pink clouds at the sunset. I watch the sun lay down on the horizon like if it was fusing itself with the sea. I go beyond the moon and travel through stars. It's just pure magic. It's just part of who I am. I can't be without this. Everything in the universe for some seconds just seem to make sense that I cannot find in the stress of my daily life. Everything is perfect until I wake up from my dreams.