i can smell my skin baking. little beads of sweat pour down my face. the win blows through the tiny hairs on the back of my neck. i drift in an out of my slight coma. the sun is seeping through my eye lids burning the retnas. its calm and quiet. wind, nature, and silence all in my ear at the same time. i am at peace with myself. ------------ o what summertime tanning can do.