you skip a beat. look to see who else is watching. i bury my feet in the sand. lay back and throw my eyes to the sky. my limpid thoughts trickle between my memories and feelings. the sand is warm as my toes nudge further down, as my thoughts intertwine with desires and dreams.

My mind is clogged at the moment. I need to consciously enjoy myself. even then it seems like a chore. down time. where is me time? not thinking at all. i will find it.