Digest.

Everything comes in waves.

I thought maybe I could write about it.

The fear, the depths, the tears, the joy.

Maybe one day I'll be able to express that to you.

For now, I'll just keep learning how to surf this life.

And maybe inspire you to do the same. 

MB xo

 

 

 

 

Central bound.

 Here it is. 

The familiar unknown.

Blank page.

Plane ticket and

*sharpens pencil* 

empty mind.

Soundtrack: Parsley Sound / Ease Yourself & Glide

Strange to be carrying a surfboard though.

Two even.