Where do you like to be?
Where do you want to be?
What places make you smile?
What places do you like to return to?
Is it a place or a situation you recall?
Me, I have many places where I go, or that I remember going to. Places that feed my soul, make me smile, remind me of tender times or call me back again and again.
Silly evenings in with my siblings. These two great adults I get to call brother and sister. We don’t get to hang out as much as I’d ever wish, but I treasure our times together, and the meals we share as a family, all five of us, parents and kids.
On platform 2 at Bicester North, waiting for the train to London. The train towards adventures and good times and cuddles.
A packed dancefloor in a nightclub, when the music is pumping and the crowd’s in a good mood. Sweet Lord in heaven, but I *love* to dance. One of the main things I’m looking forward to at GGF, the next big Join Meet I’m going to, is the dancing we’ll do on Friday night. Bring it on.
At a big gig, the kind where the audience acts and thinks as one…I don’t care if it’s the Foo Fighters or NKOTB, so long as the vibe is right!
On the steps of the Sacre Coeur, staring out over Monmartre and the wider city beyond. I have such a crush on Paris!
Sharing a meal with friends, here, there or anywhere. The food and location is secondary to the event – chat and wine and silliness and love hanging around like a mist. I love to spend time with my friends.
On stage, singing. Any kind of singing, really, but especially musical theatre, pop or soul. The audience, the music, the atmosphere. Thrilling.
Girly late night chats at sleepovers and nights out. A time for secret sharing and truth divulging.
Being in a classroom, teaching and talking and listening.
Sitting on the beach at Findhorn, looking out over the Firth towards Caithness. Wind whipping my hair, the beach dotted with families and dogwalkers.
Being lost in a good book. So lost it doesn’t matter where you are.
Those occasional lazy Saturday afternoons with the boy, curled up together, drinking tea, as we listen to the football scores come in. I could have chosen many other more conventionally romantic moments, but I think some of the most beautiful are when we just get to “be” together, chatting, napping, relaxing…
And last for this post, but certainly not least, the last five minutes of the day, cosied up in bed, ready for sleep and dreams, the day unwinding in your head. Rest.
Where would you like to be?