I don’t think you’re gonna want to snuggle with me. I’m here in my lounge by the pool, coughing, sneezing, runny nose, achy all over and my eyes are watering. The breeze feels good on my fevered body. My coffee is on my right side, and my rapidly emptying tissue box on my left.
The fountain is tinkling and burbling away happily as usual. I hear some birds chirping in the distance, and the sky is a beautiful blue with big white puffy clouds floating by. The pool cleaner makes a gentle swishing sound as it crawls around on the bottom of the pool, and it’s very relaxing.
I’ll be glad to add another lounge chair for everyone, there’s plenty of room.