Such a place

There's a place in my mind where every thing's fine,
I go there as much as I can.
Then something pops up that brings me about,
Lord knows it's such a distraction.
It used to be things full of wonder & glee
but more often than not now just upsetting.
The world as it is, such a wonder to see,
being picked apart by TV.
There's the 'Left' & the 'Right' and a 'Middle they say,
but all just divisions of 'US'.
They use ugly names all sides do the same,
I think I'll head back to my place

Excited distress. Now there's a combination.

   I always get excited about going into NYC. There's an electric charge, that I'm sure is created by me for me, whenever I go 'in'.

   I live in a rather rural setting, for the northeast that is. Not the 5,000 sq/mi solitude of Verbena but isolation just the same. To go into the Megalopolis of NYC in just 2 hrs of travel from our seclusion still thrills me.

   But there is also the distress. Driving closer to the flame creates a tension that's only released by driving away.

   So Tuesdays trip 'in' to attend the Memorial services of a dear departed college friend is fraught with anticipation, stress, excitement & remorse.
   So many feelings -- Life is grand!