Since I haven’t been working for the past few months, I’ve been spending much more time outdoors than I usually do. It mostly consists of reading books in a park, but it is still outdoors. So I have managed to develop somewhat of a tan. Considering my typical color is very white–“clear” might be the appropriate word–I consider myself to be quite tan right now.
So today I go over to a friend’s house to watch the Laker game out at his pool. There’s a bunch of people over. Drinks. Sandwiches. And the game. The whole thing. I don’t really care to watch the game but it’s fun to spend time with friends. I get there just as half-time ends and pull out my book to read while everyone else cheers. I’m thinking to myself, “It’s no big deal. I’m tan. I don’t need to worry so much about the sun.”
Now it’s few hours later. I’m back home. Writing this. Looking at my bright red arms and legs, saying to myself, “When will I ever learn?”