I have no trouble suntanning, or laying about.
It is pleasant to lie still, to watch breath, to feel the breeze across the body, the varying heat from the sun. I watch the patterns and light show, as the light shines through my eyelids. There is always something passing by, like the clouds above, their patterns mixed with my imagination. My mind can always float into deliberations, contemplations, organizations, and imaginative projects. Better still, is for the mind and thoughts to turn off, or down, so awareness of the moment is all that there is. Sometime sleep comes, maybe a dream. Sometimes my suntanning is done on a rubber raft in a pool, floating, simply navigating from edge to edge, only movement in the arms. Sometimes I'll listen to music, or read, or listen to the waves crash repetitively at the beach. It is also pleasant to lay with DF, maybe just holding hands on our backs. People lay in the sun and talk. There is native American social behavior where it is impolite to look at someone when conversing. There is a reason for that and has a place. It is a good way to "know" someone, while laying in the sun.
There is a craft to getting an even tan, where stripes don't run from armpit to ankle, winkies don't exist and you look likeyou were born that way. It can be a sense of accomplishment to sport such a work.
Nope, never board, always a pleasure.
Jbee
