Where is your favorite place to hide?

Within myself than later to the closest starbucks ;) First,  underneath my covers on the bed I go, just silently reflecting my goals and persepctive, mulling over the dilemmas and the difficulties that life has thrust my way. And then once I am able to put my worries, my fears, my hopes and dreams into coherent words making logical sense, I'll confess them to the Lord in fervent prayer and also to the Boy. Both of them are my sanctuary, my calm and steady anchor in the tempestuous toss of the waves of life. And then I take a deep breathe and go to Starbucks, where I lose myself in the rich aroma of coffee, the whirring of the frapuccino machine, the people-watching of the eclectic bunch of Starbuckers while sitting on my favorite leather couch sipping my Raspberry Green Tea Frapuccino, gathering my courage and my hope to do what's right.