Everyone needs a refuge.
Maybe it's a place, or a person, or at the bottom of a cup of tea or an iTunes playlist.
Mine is this hill, right near home, under this particular tree with a prayer. And also this particular shoulder, which I've been leaning on heavily this week.
Do you have one?
I'd offer to lend you mine if you needed them, but everyone's shelter-from-the-world is different. (And I'm afraid that shoulder is all mine. The prayer and the tree, they're yours if you need them.)
I hope you have solace in handy form.
Chocolate counts, too, right?