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I dunno why. But even as a child, my happy place has always been.. walking out of where ever I am, down the street. the street gets smaller and smaller till it's all just pavement. I come to a large gate and just walked into the large woods. Carry on walking through the woods, till I get to a large tree, climb the tree into a tree house. And sitting in front of the fire with a book in the tree house, in the peace and quiet... Yeah, sorry about the long description, I was going to my happy place again 
Cherry coke...jealous?