Sharing with someone your favourite places is an oddly intimate act, and anxiety inducing. These places spoke to me, they somehow connected and grounded me to the planet, helping make sense of my place in it, and I had the anxiety that it would be just another place for her.  Which is of course fine, we each have our places that are special to us, that have a story. I guess it was like my ‘mix tape’ of places and I desperately wanted approval.