hole to heaven

my someday

someday used to be such a comforting word. it was a promise and a hope. when i said it i believed it. someday now is scary. it reminds me of things. so i have a new someday. and its exciting. my someday is an actual date. a someday that next year will be today. or tomorrow. 6 months is my new someday. and i cant wait.

tipping point

i like how surfing is beautiful. i like how there is beauty in everything almost collapsing around you and somehow its all working out and looking pretty. all things should be like that