My Favorite Place in the World

My favorite place in the world isn't an ordinary place.
It isn't a place outside or a place inside with wide open windows.
Its a different kind of place.
It is a dark, place.
A place which appears fancy to most of those who see it, but I know it isn't.
It is closed off.
It is quiet.
No sounds filter in or out.
I stand in the higher place.
The others sit in the lower part.
In chairs, in rows.
They watch me.
They watch other people too.
They clap, and shout.
There are no windows in the place.
If it is hell, I'd sign right up.
My favorite place is in a lot of different places.
It's where I want to be.
It's where I feel I belong.
And I know it belongs with me.

March 19, 2011