The water was so cool and fresh on my skin, the sound was otherworldly and swimming under the waterfall itself was, well, I can’t really describe that in words, but there was a connection.
We have the house to ourselves until Wednesday. The wife texted me at work and informed me I could be naked boy. My nickname she gave me. I jokingly texted her back and told her she should have been more specific because the girls at work just screamed a
Happy Labor Day to all who celebrate. This marks the end of summer for me, and boy did it move in cold, 18C. I'll celebrate with my Moscow Mule and skully. Comments welcome!
