Dream

It's 80° with no humidity and the perfect blend of sun and clouds. 

There's a beach with clean, magenta and tan sand that leads to very warm calm, waves. 

A luxe and heavy towel is laid flat and stays spread out, never blowing away or finding itself out of place. 

There's a chair and thatched roof awning that shields a stack of books and thick coconut drinks. 

A hut with a deep tub and cozy bed are off to the right. 

No one is around and I am free to watch scampering lizards in a bug free paradise. 

Somehow, it is always an hour until sunset and cold isn't a word here. It is timeless and free from sadness or fear or anxiety. 

The ultimate fantastical getaway. 

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