after gulping mouthloads of sea water
being swallowed by countless waves
many falls and bruises later
i am proud to say that i can now surf. (:
no fanciful stunts or amazing tricks
but simply able to stand on the board, balance and ride the wave.
for someone like me with such an immense psycho-motor problem and huge trouble balancing even on the bus
this in itself is sure no mean feat.

the frogs are croaking miserably in the garden as the fish continue to swim aimlessly around in the pond.
savouring the last few nights here over a glass of vodlka as the cool breeze brushes over my skin and catches my hair.
the sky is lit with countless blinking bright lights
and it all just feels too good to be true.