12/27/24: The Great Prompt Banishment continues, so I am revisiting last year’s answer and making some updates. Pics, etc. Any new additions to the body of the post will be in bold.
If or when I get to build my own reading and writing space, it’s going to look a little something like this…
It would be somewhat secluded, but not so far removed from society that I’m like a hermit or anything.
It’s going to be quiet and isolated, preferably somewhere in the mountains. Lots of wood and ambient lighting. Rugged, but classy and peaceful at the same time.
And there will be a deck with one hell of a view, I promise you that.
Funnily enough, when I was younger a place like this would have bored me to tears.
“No tv!”
“No video games!”
“Nothing to do!”
“Who cares about the stupid mountains?”
I guess with age comes wisdom. Or at least an appreciation of the beautiful world all around us. An appreciation of the chance to have a few quiet moments to yourself.
While I love some of the conveniences of modern living, these days there is now a side of me that pines for a more rugged and natural existence from time to time.
A chance to satisfy that natural urge and truly remember what life is really all about.
I imagine starting the day sitting on the deck with a piping hot cup of coffee, quietly reveling in the majestic view of snow capped mountains in the distance.
A full day of chopping wood, hiking trails, enjoying the sights and sounds all around.
The sound of squirrels scurrying up a tree, a branch cracking in the distance. A bird’s cry echoing as it soars higher and higher than a man can dare to fathom.
Returning tired, yet refreshed, to a steaming pot of stew and a strong glass of fine bourbon.
A hearty meal and belly full, retiring to write of the day’s events in my leather bound journal. Trying to put every sight and sound into words that do it justice, knowing that I never truly can but determined to try.
With heavy eyes, the journal closes and I drift off to sleep, content in the knowledge that for the briefest of moments, I was one with the world.
Goodnight, y’all. 😴
The Beginning At Last 
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