Cedar Sweep I’m on top of it

Setting: Afternoon — 14:37
Weather: 73 degrees — cloudy, slight rain
Tags: @Blair

Santi has been making himself at him in the sunny, or usually sunny, Cedar sweep. Oftentimes, the sun will make beautiful patterns along the forest floor, taking shape from the canopy above. 

So right now, Santi lazes about, watching the shadows fade and dance as clouds move in above. A slight drizzle makes itself knows, but it bothers the reaper naught. Lying beneath a thick tree truck, shoulder propped against it, on his side, legs splayed out before him, he watches the droplets fall. Steely eyes are relaxed and he simply contemplates his new home, new life. 

What exactly is he doing with his life? He tries not to think about it too hard, simply letting the sound of the oncoming storm to soothe his ruined ears. Peace, if only momentary.