Sometimes I miss surfing so much all I can do are look at pictures of breaks and prices of air tickets, hours into the night. It's the friends, it's the lifestyle, but actually the only thing that counts is the ocean.
Being home is being surrounded by made-up relevance. Like nail polish, which is ultimately frivolous both in expenditure and time spent polishing.
I will give you 300 bottles of nail polish for your plane ticket.
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