Yeah... so... on Monday, I didn't go out for a surf in order to avoid getting a cold, which I suspected myself of fighting on Sunday. Well... no surf, but got the cold anyway.... and then it just got worse and worse and I actually stayed home from work and slept for two days. I've not surfed for FIVE days now, and it's making me quite miserable. So I'm going out today... even though I'm not completely recovered... mostly there, but not quite.
I've been dying since the day I was born... so why let "because it might kill you" be a reason to not do something? It's not as if I have some greater purpose to fulfill, further obligation to honour, unfinished business whose inconclusion equals detriment. Having achieved a certain level of success early on, I don't even have expectations to disappoint. I feel quite free to do as I please. It's like finishing your work early in class... one can wander off with impunity. See you later.
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