trip.pin November 14, 2009
Posted by isakangdiyosa in Life or Something Like It.trackback
i just had to escape the concrete jungle. it was suffocating, draining what was left of my energy. i needed to be optimistic, find a semblance of peace of mind. and so i went.
the ocean felt alien then. sure, the surfer in me misses the rise of the swell and the spray of the salty wind on my face from time to time. but right then as i was scrunching my toes in the sun-scorched sand of the beach, i, who used to go to the beach almost every weekend for a dose of surfing, felt lost. it felt like dipping my toes to a life lived long ago.
it was just supposed to be my ocean fix, a little something that will keep my mind off things. it was supposed to be a simple distraction to cool my nerves, ease the stress. but what happens when there’s twice the misery?
im almost hearing the song “almost over you” by sheena easton in the background. hehehe =0
hay. lumalablayp kasi!