Solitude

A boy’s version of a man cave is a tree house. When I was a kid, a neighbor and I used some scrap lumber and built a tree house in his elm tree. It was more like a platform spread across two sturdy limbs with no walls or any cover. Nothing fancy, but it was ours.

A busy pre-teen has lots of things on his mind. He needs a quiet place of his own to escape the rat race for a while — just relax and figure things out.

The quiet serenity of this scene reminded me of that tree house.

Thought for the Day: Solitude would be ideal if you could pick the people to avoid.
Karl Kraus

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