Everyone has that certain place they go when they need to think, to chill, or to just be by themselves and let things go. Even Winnie the Pooh has his "thinking spot". For me, that place is the beach. I go there when I need to think, or when I am mentally exhausted. When I need to think things through, it is a place where I can go and be alone (most beaches around here are usually pretty secluded/quiet) and concentrate solely on the issue at hand, or just let the thoughts come as they may. The waves provide a rhythmic sound that I find soothing. I may not leave with any answers to my problems, but at least I feel more rested, refreshed, and sometimes reinvigorated. I'm not sure why this became my "special place" but I am glad that I have it.
I have not been to the beach in quite a while. There have been a few times lately where I have felt the need to go, but didn't quite make it there. This morning, sitting at my desk, I felt the pull. I barely had the energy to lift the phone receiver... please, no more problems, no more complaints. I don't think I can handle any more right now.
As the day went on, I accomplished more on the project I'm heading, and that gave me a better feeling. The phone seemed to have heard me, and stayed relatively quiet. I also decided to skip my sandwich and go to lunch with a couple of colleagues. That was a good change of pace and lifted my spirits.
I could still use some time at the beach, but again, I won't make it there. Not in this rain. Maybe next week, but hopefully soon. I need some renewal of spirit.