Describe your little haven where no-one goes

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In the local university there's a building with a small stone square quadrangle in the centre, a fountain, a big tree, and birds. In summer it's cool and damp. Hardly any of the thronging students know about it, just a few Aboriginal Studies teachers. It's great to take a book there and just hang out.

― the music mole (colin s barrow), Wednesday, 21 July 2004 20:56 (twenty-one years ago)

I've only dreamed about it, I'm not sure whether I've really been there or if it's only a dream. Does anyone else have the uncertainty whether something exists in memories or in dreams only?

― Tuomas (Tuomas), Wednesday, 21 July 2004 21:01 (twenty-one years ago)

Oh phooey! I thought there was more life in this topic than that.

― the music mole (colin s barrow), Sunday, 25 July 2004 03:53 (twenty-one years ago)

Um, when I'm supposed to be at work and can't be f!d to do anything I often go in to the Special Ed. + Physical Therapy room, tape a piece of tissue over the door, flip off the lights, turn on the A/C, burrow into the couch, play with the tinker toys and read picture books.

― j e r e m y (x Jeremy), Sunday, 25 July 2004 03:59 (twenty-one years ago)

maybe it's a common uni campus thing - i have about 3 spots at my campus that are like that. a weird little courtyard with no apparent purpose behind the hackett coffeeshop, the sunken garden and another courtyard that sounds like the one you describe in the education building. mmmmmm peace and quiet mmmm

― gem (trisk), Sunday, 25 July 2004 04:00 (twenty-one years ago)

The bath =)

― Trayce (trayce), Sunday, 25 July 2004 08:44 (twenty-one years ago)

The big mainly sophomore dorm on campus is laid back from the freshman dorms behind a little hill, with a big overgrown lawn and trees on both sides of the concrete path. There are some narrow mowed-out paths from the big path or the mowed grass at the top of the hill by the freshman dorms to the trees, I'm not quite sure why. When I've gone and laid around in one of the little mowed spots under a tree, I sort of felt like I could see other people on the path but they can't see me because who's looking in the tall grass? Then in the winter...just the math library. It's generally got people in it, not totally empty, but there's always a spot on a leather couch, and I'm really surprised at how many of my friends don't know if its existence.

― Maria (Maria), Sunday, 25 July 2004 14:47 (twenty-one years ago)

But if I described it, then people would go there... oh no!

Oh, alright. The Rookery on Streatham Common. It's like this secret little garden behind a wall. Lovely flowers and lovely smells and grassy knolls and orchards and things.

― Ma$onic Boom (kate), Monday, 26 July 2004 07:01 (twenty-one years ago)

Does anyone else have the uncertainty whether something exists in memories or in dreams only?

All the time...you're not alone!

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Monday, 26 July 2004 12:46 (twenty-one years ago)

you're not alone!

Unless this is all a dream too.

― JimD (JimD), Monday, 26 July 2004 19:25 (twenty-one years ago)

The thing is, I have a recurring dream of a crossroads surrounded by fields, and a big tree, and me sitting on the tree and feeling extraordinarily peaceful, and I'm not sure whether the place actually exists or whether I just keep dreaming about it.

― Tuomas (Tuomas), Monday, 26 July 2004 20:35 (twenty-one years ago)

My bed

― Gear! (Gear!), Monday, 26 July 2004 20:36 (twenty-one years ago)

Best thing about living in a ghost town (unless you count the outer rim where the big box retailers are).

― Huck, Monday, 26 July 2004 20:39 (twenty-one years ago)

It's between my legs.

― Je4nne ƒury (Jeanne Fury), Monday, 26 July 2004 20:45 (twenty-one years ago)

My bed
=(

-- Gear! (drink_to_remembe...), July 26th, 2004.

Sadly this is me as well.

― latebloomer (latebloomer), Monday, 26 July 2004 20:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Gear's bed?

― St. Nicholas (Nick A.), Monday, 26 July 2004 20:59 (twenty-one years ago)

Walking on a winter night down a road without houses or street lights, listening to a pack of coyotes howling off in the distance, appreciating the balsams and maples for being far more rugged than I, gazing at the stars and thinking of nothing in general. No cars, no other people, just me and my dog, Jasper, hoofing it through an alien world. These nightly walks sustain me.

― jim wentworth (wench), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 01:49 (twenty-one years ago)

I wish it was safe enough for me to take a winter's night walk thru a nearby park. I had this amazing dream once where I was in a park, the air was very misty and still and cold, and the park lit by these dim round lampposts spaced along the pathways. It was all very surreal and calm and amazing.

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:08 (twenty-one years ago)

me too trayce, i would love to feel comfortable going walking on the beach alone at night. one of my favourite memories is of climbing a fence into a dublin park one night, it was like fairyland.

― gem (trisk), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:10 (twenty-one years ago)

it was like fairyland.

I've heard that about Dublin parks.

― That's the Way (uh huh uh huh) I Almanac (Autumn Almanac), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:14 (twenty-one years ago)

my verandah. when the kids are watching tv.

― gaz (gaz), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:17 (twenty-one years ago)

Theres a treehouse in Alma park near where I live that I'm always really tempted to sneak off to at night for a bit of a puff on some g4nja, on a quiet cold night.

Cept the park is probably overrun with junkies at night, lord only knows.

― Trayce (trayce), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:21 (twenty-one years ago)

There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets tooooooo
In my roooooooom, in my rooooooooom

(and if you read the Brian Wilson biography and hear the stories of his dad abusing the shit out of the whole family, you begin to understand why he liked being in his room so much)

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:24 (twenty-one years ago)

There aren't many Beach Boys songs that are better than that one. Shame that had to be inspired in such a way.

― jim wentworth (wench), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 03:47 (twenty-one years ago)

The loo. For as long as you're in there, your responsibilities don't exist. No-one can interrupt you, and there's only one thing you can and should be doing (well, several one things). Then you have to leave and face the world again. Boo.

― Markelby (Mark C), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 12:00 (twenty-one years ago)

at my old place of work there's this shoddy little toilet between the 1st and 2nd floor by the stairs, noone ever uses it except me and i go there sometimes to have a bit of me-time and sometimes have a poo, or have a quick 10 min nap or write my diary.

― ken c (ken c), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 12:03 (twenty-one years ago)

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I AM IN MY CAVE DWELLING

― Whiskeytown Littlecock (ex machina), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 12:05 (twenty-one years ago)

The fields leading up to Alexandra Palace on the Muswell Hill side. There never seems to be anybody there.

― Anna (Anna), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 14:24 (twenty-one years ago)

My head.

― R.I.M.A. (Barima), Tuesday, 27 July 2004 15:02 (twenty-one years ago)

um , the shower

― kephm, Tuesday, 27 July 2004 15:30 (twenty-one years ago)

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