The sun is shining today, but I'm inside.

I sat on the porch for some time this morning so that I could feel the goodness of the sun soaking into my skin, but now I am at my stupid computer writing that stupid lit review. While I was on the porch the wind blew slightly and ruffled our wind chime from Belize, which made me think of walking around San Pedro in my white skirt and bikini top with my hair pulled up and the hot sun keeping me company. I felt so good on that trip - no worries, constant relaxation, and time that seemed to slip evenly by, without my awareness. I thought of Robin, our homeless escort, and the hammock on our porch that went crazy in the wind, and sipping Belikins on speedboats. I think perhaps I'll stay there in my mind while I write this lit review.