it’s hard to be back
you’d think that after eight days of surfing in mexico that i’d be sick of it but i woke up this morning thinking that i’d much rather be surfing in mexico. turns out that dropping out of the normal routine was the best thing i could do for myself. i didn’t find out who won the superbowl until wednesday. i didn’t find out that romney dropped out of the race until sunday. when i set the alarm on my phone each night to wake me up for a sunrise surf session, my phone would remind me of all the meetings that i had missed that day and you know what? eh.
today marks the first day back to a fairly busy life. i can’t say that i ever wanted to be a weekend warrior/dude who needs vacations to get some stress reduction, but i guess that’s sort of how it turned out. also eh.

see you next year, long left break.

see you next year, senor iguana.
