Winding Down

A sign that I am winding down from a busy work year, I think, is that I forget for how many days I've woken in darkness to the first birds song, surfed, breakfasted, sat beneath a shady pandanus on the beach reading and swimming until lunch time and then layed back for an afternoon nap. 

It's Christmas day today. Heat, breeze, cicadas, goannas, and refreshing surf and a good book. 

Today I'm reading Exhalation by  Ted Chiang.