Starry Sanctuary.

There are always days when a person could use a rest. Life is stressful and everything you see can represent a demand for your time and energy. These are the days when a girl just really needs a break from the world. These are the nights when I find myself alone on my sidewalk, underneath the stars.
This is a simple place. It's not life-changing; it's not boisterous or popular. This place exudes a peace that I've never known anywhere else. This peace is reflected in the wind moving through the trees and the calm, surrealistic feel of it all. It's a peace that I can only find on this sidewalk, on these nights, and it's something that I cannot live without.
In the warmth of the spring and summer nights, this is my favorite place to be. Everything is still, everything is quiet. I can hear the wildlife mostly consisting of chirping insects and neighborhood pets. Though I seem to be alone, my ears tell me differently. The whispers of the wind in the trees, and the hushed sounds of those bugs, that during the day I consider pests, keep me company as my fears and worries unravel.
There is not much to see, on these nights, as the darkness covers my town like a blanket. Streetlights dimly illuminate the several trees surrounding my ancient house. Though I can't see much, sight is the reason I have chosen this stand-in sanctuary. My eyes always find their way up to the skies, and they wander through the millions of brightly lit stars. It is the stars that appeal to me. These stars represent a vastness that is incomprehensible. My troubles feel small and unimportant under these stars, and I know that I am part of something much bigger than myself.
This place--this sidewalk outside my house--will always be my place. During the day a million people can step across this concrete, but at night, under those stars, it will always be mine alone. Peacefulness, tranquility, rest--this is what I find on my sidewalk, and it can always be found on those days when I just really need a break from the world.