Picture the sky meeting the horizon at hole seven. The gentle breeze that tests your mettle. You place your tee and ball with the utmost care. The fairway is just the way you like it. You glimpse the flag out of the corner of your eye. You select the right club. The handle rests neatly in your hands like an extension of your own arms. Your muscles tighten and you take another fleeting glance at the hole. After a deep breath, you strike the ball and watch as it comes to a stop right by the hole. You feel great. You feel free. If only you could stay in this paradise forever.