Daydreaming

You should know that I'm not usually one for sunshine, or tanning, or anything yr average Florida gal typically goes for, tbh. Unfortunately, for as much as my pale ass loves to hide in the shade, my pale ass also tends to break out in occasional full-body psoriasis, which brings me here, freshly blazed & being slow-cooked like a bodega hotdog. Of course I could just lie here and listen to a podcast and get on with my day, but lately I've been absolutely hung up on a very handsome, very charming older man that I definitely can't have & definitely shouldn't be lusting after. When I sparked up on the way here, there was no chance of me behaving properly today. The muse knows who he is. So there I was, feeling good & naked & warm, so naturally that's exactly where my mind (and hands) went when I started to relax. I mean whatever, there are worse ways to blow off some steam and relieve the tension, but a little heat and a wild daydream can really do the trick.