As summer comes closer and it gets warmer, people are happier and clothes come off. Skin the colour of skimmed milk is exposed to rays of sunshine, hoping it will eventually achieve a more flattering shade.
It's been a few years since I've felt comfortable in a bikini, but a short skirt and a top does just as well. Sitting outside, whether it's on the windy veranda with a view of the ocean or on a lawn, feeling the grass between my toes.. I always wonder about the same thing.
How come feeling the sun high on my thighs always makes certain desires bubble up to the surface, little bubbles wanting to burst and set the desire free?
That feeling comes instantly when I'm in the sun, distracting me from what I'm supposed to be doing. I can't focus, my mind drifts off, filling up with quite pleasant thoughts. Making me dream of what summer might bring.