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to sit on my balcony in this weather is a balmy dream. to lay on my hammock and stare up at the sky is bliss. to sway with the wind and listen to the palm trees blow and move is like, for a moment, being in some remote part of heaven.

at one point there were a couple of clouds relaxing in blue space. they slowly moved away and the sky was all mine. the giant palm trees that stand twenty feet from my window stand guard and sway. the trunks of the trees are gigantic, maybe 60 feet tall, and their leaves are giant hands that wave up and down making an odd rustling noise.

jota, my dog, enjoys the time with me too. he sits on the floor under my head. he rests his head on his hands and stretches his feet off at an odd angle. he sighs and looks content.

there are no bugs this afternoon, the sun is not shining to brightly and the wind is sporadic and peaceful. i could lay in my blue hammock all day listening to each minute pass and fade. no one comes to visit me, my phone doesn’t ring and, for some reason, the motorcycles that bullishly destroy the peace with honking and revving have quieted for a moment. maybe they are all sitting on similar baloneys watching the sky and thinking about nothing. how wonderful not to have a thought in your head for a moment. just a moment of peace in an otherwise inhospitable existence.