Took a break from packing and lay out on the hammock looking over the lake, puffing on a cigarette. I'm not a smoker, but I've allowed myself all the cigarrettes that I want this week because starting tomorrow I will be back in the land of $10 cigarettes and won't be able to afford them, anyway. So there's no worries about it becoming a habit.
A little tiny tiny little lizard crawls up next to me on the hammock, the same light green color as the hammock, with huge eyes, a tiny body, and huge toes. The songbirds are singing. The cormorants are fishing. The kingfishers are winging. The lake is the pastel green color it is in the mornings.
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