Describe what you see in this photo. Describe what you don't see-- the interior. Describe the person who comes out of the place. What does the person do?
Out in the middle of the woods there was a shack. To an average observer, it would appear the shack was rundown. Abandoned. But that just wasn't true. As you approached the shack, you would get a better look at it. The wood seemed sturdy, the roof in near perfect condition. This wasn't some abandoned shack nestled amongst the trees, it was a building that someone cared for. There was no door, but the wood lying next to the opening implied that would soon be remedied.
The inside was empty. For now. For soon it would house some sparse furniture and some necessities. Perhaps a small bathroom and kitchenette. Nothing too fancy, this was the woods after all. A place where someone could go to get away from the distractions a city brings. Away from traffic, and people. And cell phone signals, and most importantly, the internet. A place for a man, a writer, to sit and do his job. Be inspired. Write the next "Great American Novel." Or just a place to sit and think...and ponder.
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