Pining for the day we go back and sit on the beach and do nothing. Pining for the day we meet back there with our friends. Pining for the days to have tropical sex. Pining for the evenings that are warm and last forvever. Pining for the days of the big decision being, lay by the pool or at the beach.
(My chair looks kind of perched up there like a monument, huh?)
