A tropical midsummer night's eve

Yesterday I went bike riding. A spectacular sunset, a warm, humid wind blowing, the papery sound of palm leaves rustling in tandem to the cicadas, all the relaxed people. It felt just like curling up before a fire with hot chocolate in winter. I felt so peaceful it could almost be called drowsiness, but too happy to be sleepy. For the first time in a long time, I didn't feel like going inside. I caught myself dawdling. I took the longest route home, and then went right past our house. :) And when I came inside, I walked slowly--in contented reverence of all I knew was still outside.