Good post. I can relate. There were a few "perfect" drinking scenarios for me. One involved solitude, travel, reading, writing and the money necessary to make it all happen
My perfect oasis I guess.
I think it would be me in some random country, some nameless town, just off the beaten path... sitting in a tiny cafe on the street... cobblestone streets... flower tucked behind my ear... a book in hand, and total strangers around me... anonymity and solitude. Lol!
That actually happened for me. I had a pic taken with that rose in my hair, and it was a cobblestone street in some tiny old Mexican town. I thought I'd just move there and be happy forever
Lol, I was around 24 or 25... and my drinking career didn't happen quite that elegantly.