I am under a bit of stress. This is what I like to imagine:
I am in a small, two-person canoe. We are rowing down a peaceful, quiet stream in a forest.
The leaves rustle in the trees. The sun is shining, but the foliage covers us. The sun is not too bright and the forest is not too dark.
No one can see us, and there are no threats. There are no
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