Focus

Uh oh. I'm not surfing enough. I need to surf more. I must go surfing tomorrow. I must go surfing tomorrow. I must go surfing tomorrow. If I took a 30K pay cut to be here, I'd better be surfing every day... maybe even twice a day.

I've been distracted and not surfing everyday. I was on Flores all day on Sunday (yes, I stayed overnight in a small village that has confirmed cases of swine flu; no, I am not concerned) and was hanging out with DCMS on Monday night debating the finer points of semantics. Tuesday was a disappointing surf day with microwaves and lots of shortboarders. Wedenesday was... yesterday... I had a Care Bear play date with a friend's 4 year old. I still feel the same as I always have about children, but this kid is pretty cool. She's 4, speaks in grammatically correct full sentences, and loves Care Bears. I brought my 8 Care Bears over and we had a Care Bear night... watched the Care Bear Big Wish Movie and coloured Care Bear colouring pages with wax crayons... I went home with 7 Care Bears-- this is progress in putting aside childish things... which seems somehow important seeing as I'm turning 30 in a few months.

Tonight was dinner with a bunch of work friends and then climbing. I haven't climbed in I don't know how long... and I was really feeling it. But it was probably also sleep deprivation. I didn't end up going to bed yesterday until 2AM... busily learning the difference between fuckiness and non-fuckiness... and being grateful for that which is comfortable, familiar, and drama-free. Anything more complicated than absolutely straightforward is going to detract from my focus... and that's what I need right now... focus on surfing every day. Every day. EVERY day... starting tomorrow.