I felt the coolness of the water replace the heat of my body; I had been floating along for hours.

I felt the water wrap around the tips of my fingers as I let them dip in; I pushed my hand under until it hugged my wrist.

I felt the sun on my neck and shoulders, and the faint sizzle of my skin browning.

I felt like it didn’t matter than I didn’t have money, that I wasn’t making money, that I didn’t want money.

I felt like slipping underneath the current and sleeping there forever.