Grass hardly gets any attention, little everyday things hardly get acknowledged.
I lay on my blue plaid mat and stare at the grass from a bunny’s perspective, slightly above ground but still small enough to be at eye level with the grass. I see the tiny details in the grass, the browning, the soil, the curls, the grass species, the different sizes and patterns.
Before now I totally forgot that grass has its own ecosystem and its own thing going own. I don’t even remember the last time I’ve thought about grass.
Back to my lay. I lay tanning, that’s why I’m outside. I haven’t tanned since the 4th of September 2023, that’s been so long, especially since that was my favourite thing to do for the better half of 2023. It was hot outside and I loved the feel of the heat on my skin. I loved it alongside my tanning partner. I miss her a lot, we went tanning every Sunday after volunteering together. We were both unemployed around that time so we would volunteer, grab some ice cream and a snack, tan, go to whole foods, grab some whole food’s pizza (she always put the green Tobasco sauce on it), go for a walk, sit down on a bench, talk about our recent life choices and how it made us feel.
We would talk about almost everything there was to talk about. We hung out a lot so sometimes there was nothing to talk about because we already said everything but that was ok. We would just go on talking regardless because that’s what bonded us.
I can’t really tan fully because kids are in my park of choice playing a sport (I can’t really see what sport because the sun is the way) and I’m scared one of their parents are going to report me for public indecency if I take off my dress like I intended to. I’m still dedicated to getting some tan lines though, so I only take off the straps of my dress and hope that that’s not too scandalous for them.
I sipped some of my iced blueberry tea and attempt to read but that doesn’t work because I don’t really want to read, I just want to tan. Also it’s so important to mention that it’s literally 7pm right now, so my chances of tan is extremely low, but there is no crime and harm in trying.
I try to be present because I’m aim at relaxing. I put on some summer jazz because I don’t want to hear any words, I just want sound. I listen to the sounds of the summer jazz and the trees around me. It reminds me of the ASMR I use to listen to because I couldn’t sleep at some point. Well technically the ASMR should remind me of the trees because that’s what first, the tree not the ASMR.
And then I look at the grass and think about how they hardly get any attention.
Love to all,
Bluechapellamb.