I was out on my parents boat and we were sitting anchored near an island and I was reading a book and it talked about nature…and it talked about Jesus. And it was beautiful in a way. But Without getting religious, But I thought about how I don’t wanna be Jesus…or ANYTHING. Like that. At all. . And I was in this beautiful scenery. And for 10 minutes I thought there is no pressure to do anything in the world. Whenever I go back to too much ambition and destiny I think I will revisit this happy place. It will be a sort of mantra for me to think about this. I hate being tortured by delusions but for a second everything was perfect and if I can recapture that when I need to maybe it’ll decimate with time.
What a great day it’s been.
Have u ever found something similar. A happy place where delusions go away??