lounging before i go into work--saturated with the hot hot heat.
obsessing over the collard green quesadillas i keep whipping up.
sneaking a chapter or two of reading in when i can.
anxiously anticipating the weeks end.
a rendezvous with the campground.
so looking forward to waking up among the tree trunks.
the trickling creek.
the sweet sounding bird song.
the dew drenched forest floor.
a beautiful rest, indeed.