My parents and siblings would often go to the mountains on holidays and weekends and I just usually didn't want to. It wasn't because of the ghosts or anything. I personally don't mind sleeping in The Dead Lady's Room. (see photo below)
But now, this winter, I keep wanting to leave every distraction of home at home and escape to the cosy cottage in the mountains. The air is clean and it's quiet. The only things I have to do while I'm there is whatever I bring with me. This weekend I sat in front of the fire and drew for hours. I cuddled with kittens and spent time talking to my parents without all of life's other distractions. Funny how things change.