I got chased in the surf yesterday... by some dude. Not figuratively, but literally. It was the weirdest thing that I have experienced in the surf. "You think you can out paddle me???" the dude yelled... he then paddled towards me... well... if chased, one runs... so I paddled the hell away from him. Later on, he got up on his board and dove into the water at me... but I got away.
And then tonight, after an unexpectedly good surf (it was super small, but picked up as the tide went out)... I found that my sandals had been stolen. What kind of a freak steals old sandals? I've had them for seven years... bought them at Fairview in Pointe Claire. They look like I've had them for seven years. Weirdness.
Work is a mesmerizing kaleidoscope.
I'm going to bed... but maybe I'll first go look up at the sky and see if I can catch a falling star and wish for some glassy, shoulder high peelers.
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