Lately I've been under a lot of stress, so I've been imagining a place where I could be perfectly at peace. In my imagination, this sanctuary would be a handsome log cabin on a peaceful lake or pond with a view of some mountains in the distance. It is probably in northern New England, but it could be anywhere where it doesn't get too hot. There are no neighbors that can be seen or heard. Powerboats are not allowed on the lake, so it is always quiet. I have a kayak so that I can explore the lake and go fishing whenever I feel like it. I also have a canoe for when a friend comes over. My cabin has only one room, but it is large enough to give me the space I need. It is filled with my fishing gear, a bench for tying flies, and a few other important items. There is a loft with a bed for visitors. My cabin also has a wood or coal stove to keep me warm in the cold weather. There is a porch in the front with two Adirondack chairs perfectly positioned for looking out at the scenery. I have a simple, low-stress job. I am not married anymore. A cat keeps me company.

The pine trees whisper as I drink my morning coffee on the porch. Two loons drift by.

How does this sound?