At what point do we, as individuals become comfortable, 100% comfortable where we can let go of all concerns, worry, stresses, and become content with letting life just be. Where, for instance, we could climb up onto a dryer and just sit back to enjoy the scene of life.
Is it something we all secretly reach for? Not the dryer, but the place where we can just be?
P.S. Yea, it was a, DOH, can't close it all down for the evening quite yet. Must do the photo of the day.