I felt a little poorly today
(read: I really wanted to go for a surf so)
so i went to the medicine cabinet but
(i checked the surf report but)
I found that the bottle of morphine was empty.
(the swell was a no show.)
I cursed,got in the car and tried to take my mind off it
(I cursed and went to work earlier than i wanted)
Before long i found myself popping a tic tac as a placebo and told myself to hang in there it'll be alright
(When i got to work i watched a boogin clip and said "soon, very soon you shall go for a boog again")
I cursed again
(I cursed again)
Ha ha that's kind of how i feel at the moment, not like taking drugs (hell i don't even drink coffee or coke)but like i really need a boog to soothe the soul. Anyhoo, i am planning a trip to yorkes next month but am dying to get a boog in before that so i can practice a bit before i get to ride a few really fun waves. Hoping to hit west cape, flogrock and probably throw in some ponde bazzaz for a cruisy sesh. Hanging out so bad for this, i hope it comes together Yew.
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