I recently finished a 600 page biography of Walt Disney. Admittedly, I skimmed parts that went deep into the weeds about the financing of all of his achievements, but I can sum them up for you: without Roy managing the money, I seriously doubt Walt could have achieved a quarter of what he accomplished.
Within books. And at night, under the stars. That’s interesting, the idea about him creating Disneyland as his sort of “safe space” where he could go and feel comfortable in the world. I do notice that for myself, as the world continues to feel more crowded and chaotic and full of fakeness, there are fewer and fewer places where I feel comfortable. I do like gardens too though and nature in general. “Vitamin N” as my friend calls it.
Good life lessons from a remarkable man. My happy place? Many. Some I can share. Some I can't. One is 'the zone'. When I'm writing and it's flowing like river.
Too bad all things Disney have turned into a dystopian woke hell.