I like desolation. Especially, when it’s awful.
I would like to sit in the middle of a desert, staring at the lone tree that has survived.
Or on a frozen lake, looking at the fishes through a small hole in the ice.
Or in the middle of a classroom during an exam with everyone is staring at me expecting answers, when I know none.
That, to me, would be blissful.
Baa Baa Black Sheep. Or if you’re into heavy stuff, try Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Both, I strongly recommend.