Refuge of the Mind

I was once told that whenever sadness or overwhelm finds me, I should think of a place that brings me peace. Since then, my thoughts always return here.

This space exists somewhere between memory and imagination. It may never have been real in a geographical sense, yet the feeling within it is real. It reminds me that even when everything outside feels chaotic, there is still a steady point to be found within. It is a place where the wind brushes against my face, the air is salty , and the rhythm of the waves becomes slow, calming breath.