When I am feeling down I like to go to my happy place.  I have never told anyone about this place, and I am ready to share it.  It is a beatiful field with tall grass and wildflowers, hills surrounding it and a crabapple tree.  Under the tree sits my father who passed away thirteen years ago.  Beside him is all of my pets that have passed away, they all look at me smiling.  I sit beside them, close my eyes and smell the freshest air I have ever smelled.  The sun shines down on us, the wind flows through our hair.  I open my eyes and see a pegasus flying towards us.  She is white, and has a horn like a unicorn.  She lands in front of me, I get up off the ground and climb on her back.  She takes me into the air, we fly over mountains and oceans, forrests and rivers.  We begin to decend, she takes me through a thick forrest, there is an opening.  In that opening is a magnificent waterfall, with flowers of all colors surrounding it.  I hear splashing and I look at the water, dolphins are jumping in and out.  I smile like I have never smiled before as I wade through the water.  The dolphins look at me and I swim to them.  We swim together for a while, then I climb back on the pegasus, she takes me back to the tree where all my departed loved ones are patiently wating.  I sit beside them, breath deeply and open my eyes for real.  Peace has come to me, all that I felt bad about suddenly feels better.  I love my happy place.