Sleeping in the Sun

I love those days where nothing really happens, but the atmosphere is just so perfect that they stick out in your memory.

I had one of those afternoons towards the end of October. The weather was so perfect, and it was warm enough to dress for summer. I had gone outside with two of my flatmates to study, but you know me, I had to take advantage of a rare opportunity to sleep in the sun.

It was just so mellow, so peaceful. The only sounds were birds chirping, the occasional squeak of the swings as a breeze floated by, the rustling of pages as my flatmates actually did their work.

When I woke up from my lovely, lovely nap, it was just as perfect.