This place is mine. But it could be yours too.

This is a rewrite. Wrote it on paper when I was at the lake and thought I would publish it here.

Finally. I am at peace. There is a place, known to very few above the lake by my house.. When up there you can see the whole lake. It is beautiful. This is my place to think, to be alone and to just be at ease. Here, all my problems seem to lift up from within me and slide down the hill and into the depths of the lake. The view is stunning. To my right is a tree.. My tree, scrawled with my thoughts, my favorite quotes and my dreams. I've never shown anyone this tree... It will remain mine and only mine. I love being here, I wish I could share it with him.. He's the only one I think would truely appreciate it. He just gets me... Which is weird since I just met him. He is like an illusion.. Is he for real? Or will he evaporate into the air when I touch him.. It always seems that when something or someone really great comes along.. It turns out to be too good to be true.

The water is calling to me.. My kayak is waiting.. For its chance to slice into that still water, to carry me through the waves and protect me... To be my escape from the actual world.. Adios