Was talking the other day with someone and the topic of happy places came up. Like, places you have a good memory of that you can go back to if you feel down. I couldn’t imagine a happy place at that moment but I just figured out my happy place.
It’s a public natural swimming pool made in a river in a tiny village in the Provence, France. I went there for my first holiday with my girlfriend when we were not even two months together. We met and we just felt like going on a three week trip together through France. Never went to France before and never went camping before. So we went camping in this small village in the Provence and I had the time of my life really. That specific pool deserves to be my happy place.
How about you guys?
I used to live on a house by the beach until I was around 5 years old, so being on any beach that isn’t super crowded brings fond memories. Aside from that, home when it’s 7:00am and I’m not having to go into work.
My girlfriend dreams of a beachhouse in the village she grew up in. I hope one day I can call a beach house my happy place too <3
You fucking cute bastard 🥰