A Temporary Place of Quiet

I like to go to the north pole and sit down. It’s so quiet there. Sure, it’s cold. I wear two down jackets and many scarves and hats. But the peace of mind I get from being there makes it worth while.

One of my friends asked me how come I just don’t live there. I tried, once. I moved all my stuff up to the north pole. I built a two story igloo. I even figured out how to get wi-fi access.

But after two weeks, I’d get anxious again and think, “What’s the point?”