Sunbathing. Never thought I’d say or do that seriously but here I am. Am with Juliette, Steph, & DAD. Nathan is allegedly possibly supposedly on his way. At the moment a breeze- tank top & shorts aren’t enough. Just a moment later (as I write) – no breeze, sun ambles out from behind a cloud. Grass itchy, flag whipping, flagpole ding-ing as the cord slaps against it. I hear the bus lowering at the bus stops – the hydraulics hiss, the bus beeps.