Swollen, tired feet; hot, humid air; long day; rest sorely needed.
Sweat glistens my body.
In my hand, a cold beverage of choice: Maker’s Mark on the rocks.
The sun will drop below the horizon soon.
I can only hear the waves slap against the starboard side.
All I can see is the ocean. All I want to see is the ocean.
I drift peacefully.