"And our minds were meant to sail
Take a rest from our thoughts
Take a break from this world
And we'll feel miles away
From the places that we used to be."
Can this be my life? I want this to be my life. I want to pick up surfing and adopt a stray dog called Maverick and my days will be spent between my dog Maverick and a guy called Maverick and a bunch of really lovely people who I met on the beach one hazy afternoon and Maverick is permanently shirtless and every other day will be spent hanging up my wet clothes on makeshift clothes lines and someone will learn how to play guitar and there will be bonfires and there will be car trips powered by radio sing-a-longs and at night we'll even get a little drunk but not too much so that we vomit but enough so that everything feels better than it already is and I will fall asleep on the beach and wake up with mosquito bites but I won't even care because Maverick (the dog or the man, you choose) will be there in the morning to lick it better. My life would be one giant run-on sentence.
In the meantime I guess I'll continue waiting for the Office US Season 3 to finish download. Also, this dogboarding thing is really crazy and freaked me out for a moment.