The place where I go is everywhere. The felling of falling in on myself and zoning the rest of the world out so that I can let my mind wander about the things that are in my head.
This lace cames and goes as it pleases. I may be deep in an intellectual conversation and start to deviate into my own space thinking about the things just said.
To some this place may be called a daydream, but not to me. This is a place where i can reflect and look at all of my problems or my life and see where I want to go or what I want to do. But if i were to use any word to describe where I go, then I guess it would have to be daydream. Nobody can take that place away from me.