Even if all I did was sit on the beach and read, grab an occasional rum punch, and eat whenever the mood struck me, I'd have a while yet before this vacation got old. Of course that's not all that's in the cards. It's a snorkling trip tomorrow, probably an island tour on Saturday, and then climbing back on a 757 for the ride back to the world. Time hasn't grown so short that my thoughts have turned brooding just yet, but every sunset is a reminder that an end is coming and that it's almost time to be an adult again.
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