I don't mind taking a walk in the woods or down a dirt road. Sitting at the edge of a lake or laying by the river has never failed to easy my heart. Swimming in rivers has always hit me stronger than any pool, feeling the sun beating down as little fish nip at my legs. If there is anything I miss the most, it's camping with as few essentials as necessary.
Fishing, listening to nature do it's thing as I close my eyes for just a few minutes. I would forget there was an entire world around me for the time I would spend in 'nowhere'.
All worries slipped away as I would build a fire, getting ready for the sun to go down. Widdling sticks for hotdogs or marshmallows would become more of an event rather than a chore. As the fire burns a little higher, I'd start to sing A Capella, anything that would come to mind. Peace floods in as the world's chaos fades away.
Home again, with nature by my side. No alarm clock to buzz me back to reality or a phone call to keep me on a schedule. I always try to focus on the little things, reminding me that not everything has to lead to an end. I take one small step forward, believing I can get back to my rivers and lakes soon. I just have to remember that they're still out there, waiting. They're always waiting.