I remember lying in the hammock the sun shining above me, the leaves filtering the bright yellow light, turning them bright green. It is windy, the hammock is swaying in the breeze. The pillow behind me is warm, and my fingers run up and down the pages of the open book, lying on my stomach.
This....
This is heaven.
Relaxation, outside, warm but a cool breeze and a book lying on my stomach.
Fantastic
Random comment, but just wanted to say you have a very nice blog here. I enjoyed reading your posts, especially the one about the thin girl. It made me feel better about myself, thanks. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Sazzleberry, i'm glad you like my blog - thats what it's there for: random strangers to read and reflect on. keep posted for more, uh, posts. :P
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