your moves are sick girl!

Now before I say this…I want everyone to know that I am NOT SUICIDAL. I am perfectly happy with my life, I just sometimes find myself thinking deeper than the people that surround me day to day. Have you ever thought to yourself...what would the world be like if you werent here? Would anyone miss you? Would you miss life? Would some people smile when they heard the news? Would people break down in misery? What perception do people have of you in their heads? I constantly find myself over analyzing my life, thinking philosophically about my existence. Who am I? Do people perceive me the same way I perceive myself? First of all...if everyone perceived me how I perceive myself I feel bad for them, because thats not a good way to think about someone. Haha. But seriously though, what I am doing in life?

I feel like most days I drag myself out of my bed, looking for something to tell me that I belong where I am. It’s like Im constantly looking for evidence to prove that the choices and attitudes I have assumed have actually gotten me somewhere. Today I had the best conversation with my boss from Kalahari. It made me realize, my life has a purpose. I have people who miss me when Im gone, even if I don’t always think of them directly in my head. My boss told me how much he misses my character in life. That I always had the ability to talk to children who have lost their parents and are scared shitless, put a smile on anyones face in general, and help people learn to surf. That made my day. I like being that girl that can turn anyones day around. I would bend over backwards for anyone at any given time, and I guess sometimes its just nice to know that someone thinks of me that very same way.



Carving the wave

Rocking it sideways. Banana ride.

My boss Chad and I. Hes amazing, im not gonna lie.