i don't know. i was careless again and the sun burned me.
what fools we are, us humans, for all the time of soaking up the sun's rays: even if it doesn't end up cancerous in 40 years it still makes us restless in bed, can't sleep.
i know exactly why i did it:
the warmth the green the mountains, all together and the sun, the nectarines, the cold iced tea.
the day off. all done and gone now, whispering away into working and planning and to-do lists like nothing you'd ever imagined.
i am responsible for so much. but apparently not responsible enough to avoid sunburn.