Hot tub blues

There's something quite awesome and indulgent (and I use those words on purpose) about sitting in a hot tub outdoors looking up at the sky. The air is chilly, the sky relatively clear, just the mere hint of a moon and the lights of a plane flying overhead. It feels like a huge privilege, something rare that I'm being treated to, and not a run of the mill 'ordinary' day. That's a good thing. I guess it's something that doesn't happen to everyone, which is why it feels so very special. I could be in a glade in a wood in Canada. Don't wake me up from this dream ;)