Half-close the blind, just a little. Light the sweetgrass braid, throw open the window to get the breeze in, smell the summer. Put this on the record player and pass that roach back and forth.
Get your pants off and climb on top of your bed with whoever you're lovin and get your real slow kiss on.
Remark to yourself mentally that this is the kind of perfectly lazy hedonistic late-afternoon people forget how to enjoy.