“I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought.” This quote from Helen Keller accurately describes my perfect writing workplace. Keller pinpoints the greatness of a day spent by the ocean. Sitting in a beach chair with waves washing up against my toes provides the ideal escape to capture and record my thoughts. Although the atmosphere of the beach is practically paradise, I cannot realistically write there for every assignment. Unfortunately, this blissful destination is not near my home. To cope, I must bring the pleasing conditions to my current workplace, my room. In an effort to mimic the perfection of a desolate beach, …show more content…
With the right setting, I am most engaged and focused. When sitting by the water, the warmth of the sun shines down, kissing my skin. I can recreate the same affect in my current writing area. I peacefully sit by a window and let the sun’s rays illuminate me, like a spotlight projecting on center stage. While resting in my chair at the ocean, I enjoy the sound of seagulls circling above my head and calling out to each other, as if in some foreign language. To bring this to my room, I unlatch and raise the windows, letting the sounds of nature flood my quiet abode. The echoes, not of seagulls, but of happy robins bring joy to my ears. Oak trees whisper to one another as their leaves rustle in the wind. As day turns to night, the crickets began their melodious chirping. These sounds all blend together to help engage in my topic. The beach also consists of one of my most beloved smells, the aroma of salt carried in by a calm breeze. The refreshing smell of salt is present in my room by igniting the flame of my favorite candle, “Sea Island Breeze.” As rain on a sleepy child’s window provides a setting for the perfect nap, creating a tropical paradise in the comforts of my home provides for a perfect …show more content…
Both at the beach and at home, after carefully composing my essay for hours, my brain is in need of a break. I resemble a runner in need of a rest be completing the long and dwindling race. I often require time to reflect and refresh between writing sessions. At the beach, I enjoy leaving my project and taking a calm stroll on the tightly packed sand. I release all the withheld energy and brainstorm my next writing session. Although sand between my toes in not an option at my current writing area, I can take a walk in my quiet and tranquil neighborhood. I stroll along under, not palm trees, but lofty oak trees reminding me of tall men lined for battle. I watch squirrels play tag as they scamper to every branch. The aroma of honeysuckle vines winding their way around the fence post delights my nose. By walking in this familiar place, it provides a way to release energy and think. After the feeling of renewal refreshes me, I bolt back to my desk to begin yet again. I resemble an artist, determined to finish his long-awaited masterpiece. The satisfaction after a break, at either the beach or home, in a soothing atmosphere, gives me motivation to push on till the