There's some secluded sand dunes somewhat nearby to where I live. There's this one spot in particular, a lonely bench tucked away out of sight on some large flat rocks near the water, that I've always thought would be a nice/scenic place to die. It'll never happen since I'm a hermit and I haven't been there in fucking years, plus it's like a 40 minute drive away from here & I don't, nor will I ever, have my license, but still. I can always fantasize about it, I guess. There's also a nice large bridge that extends over the bay next to town that I've often dreamed about throwing myself off of that's only like a 20-25 minute walk away. A little more attainable, but again. I doubt I'll ever be able to make said dreams become reality.