In 1571 at the venerable age of 38 Michel de Montaigne (a French philosopher) retired. He moved himself into a tower which housed his library where he could read and blog (okay, write essays) in relative solitude for the rest of his days. Across his bookshelves he had the following inscribed.
In the year of Christ 1571, at the age of thirty-eight, on the last day of February, his birthday, Michael de Montaigne, long weary of the servitude of the court and of public employments, while still entire, retired to the bosom of the learned virgins, where in calm and freedom from all cares he will spend what little remains of his life, now more than half run out. If the fates permit, he will complete this abode, this sweet ancestral retreat; and he has consecrated it to his freedom, tranquility, and leisure
This sounds awesome. I would add some accouterments that perhaps were lacking in Michel de Montaigne’s man cave. Some decent speakers, Wifi and a MacBook air. But generally speaking, I think he had the right idea. I would maybe also add a grappling mat so I could roll some Jujitsu.
Michel de Montaigne came from serious money though. Which clearly helped. I’m not quite there yet. But maybe one day.