The Fog

A mysto south swell delivered fun lil waves all last week and I was lucky to score a couple of quality sessions. But despite getting my fill of salt, surf and smiles, something feels off and I have been unable to shake it. Did something happen during that long double session on Thursday? Did I go too deep inside myself at some point? Is my fierce streak of independence finally getting the best of me? Or is it all just due to a lack of sunshine? All I know is that I am quietly clamoring for positivity, hope, and inspiration on so many levels right now. I want to liquidate everything in my life and run away.

Just when you think you might have an answer or two, you realize you know absolutely nothing.