One of my favorite things on this Earth is:
Sitting at the state capitol building.
…in the wee hours of the morning
…alone
…reading
I have easily spent hundreds of hours here.
It’s open 24 hours, heavily guarded, meticulously maintained, and extremely quiet at night.
There is something that is simply marvelous about sitting on one of the war memorials inscribed with the names of thousands of people who have died, sacrificed and fought for the unbelievably cushy and enjoyable life I get to lead.
I sit there and read. Or plan. Or think.
It’s truly a humbling experience that reminds me we all stand on the shoulders of giants.
I sometimes wonder if others have such a remarkable place to call their own.
