i am thinking of…

i am thinking of lying somewhere in a far flung beach….idle, half-closed eyes. on a hammock. on a white, big hammock. with a fat, pink, chewy-soft pillow tucked under my head. gazing towards the green sea. framed by pink clouds and orange slivers of sun. a lazy breeze pausing from time to time. few people scatter the endless strip of powdery sand. me, again, on the hammock. sipping cold coconut juice while fiddling with my book. pretending to read and sleep and drink all at the same time. drinking the afternoon scene as it yawns and yarns with an impeccable surrealness. sipping the mediocrity of the moment. basking under the flood of a shattered routine.