Buildings in the Complex Where

¶ … buildings in the complex where I work. There, you will find a stream that cuts through the land. I find this a remarkable spot in the center of the west side of town because this part of the city is generally very busy and congested. The stream circles around and through a small patch of trees behind the buildings. Because the area is secluded, not many people visit it, which makes it ideal for escaping the rigors of the real world. I call this my own little happy place, especially when work is giving me stress.

Between these ten story buildings is a stream that has a walking trail that winds through the trees behind and across the stream. Even the bridge that crosses the stream is beautiful. It is one of those arching ones that looks like it should belong in a painting. It's been there awhile because there is moss along the edges of the wood. The trail disappears into the patch of trees and looking at it creates a sense of wonder as to what is inside the trees. Even on cloudy or cold days, this place is calm and quiet.

The best aspect of this are is nice as I can go there almost every day. While this location is in the middle of a bustling part of town, it is rarely known because it is on a piece of land that is lower than the parking lot. Only if you drive up to the back edge of the parking lot, can you see the stream. On particularly bad days, I go to the stream on my breaks and at a lunch. I can take my laptop or I just take a stroll around the trail. Sometimes the break from the buildings, and the phones, and the computers is all that I need to give me energy to push throughout the day. I'm not much of a nature person but I can see how people can go camping for a week because there of the tranquility nature offers.

One of the most surprising aspects of this area is the fact that while it does sit in the middle of one of the busiest parts of town, I can forget that fact once I sit at one of the benches. Because the area sits a few feet below street level, it is like the noises rise above it. Once I am by the stream, the traffic seems so far away. I can hardly hear the horns honking, the brakes squealing, or any other of the sounds of the city. On the trail around the stream, it is even more quiet because of the trees. On one of the benches in the trees, I really do feel like I am in the forest somewhere. The trees are tall and reach over the trail, eclipsing the sky. The feeling is like walking though a green mist. In the winter, the brown and gray colors are soothing in comparison to the city's hard black roads and buildings.