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I compare a lot of time surfing to an act of passion ... certain is that everything has its days and the right time to happen. There are some that we should stay home and forget about the beach - until today for example was one of those and was not a pleasant evening of banter and the fact of having caught the wave of the day, would the oil used for evil - or because we are out of peak, or are current or wind more ... Finally, there is always something that allows us to achieve that bliss.

But back to the subject, when surf a sea of those and thus entered a wave of those, it seems that this is one of those moments of passion. That jumpy little girl, the chaos of feelings almost to flee to premature ejaculation, it all comes running when I stroke and a subsequent drop, or even before ...!!! I really think that when I see the horizon! And when there's nobody else around and you're sure that's even tooooooooodinha for you! Ui ... even eager, to take it in full. As the passion, you can even get away in disappointment and did not come from nothing at all: a fall, a section that closed too quickly or the package that was actually above average no more hiding a bad fuck ... forgiveness, surfed.

The advantage is that you surfed in love with you several times. It left, now right, now dark blonde now ... Finally, type one goldfish aquarium that round as he travels around the perimeter of the vitreous compartment, each time they pass you, you pequeninazita comes to mind:
- 'This guy's family but I must be stupid because you are here looking at me and gives me no food ...', and another round and' This guy's family but I must be stupid because it is here look at me and gives me no food ... ' and hold out ... we surfers basically act the same way because you fall in love over and over and over and there is, too often by those who do not deserve.

Truth is to abide by the greatest sacrifices for the cause: undressed to cold, rain, swim in pee (do not believe in what you say they urinated in fact after 3 hours of surfing ...), we took loads of ass (the genus that well-known spa in Canada - the Niagara), we run the risk of drowning, hypothermia, distenções and muscle pain, skin cancers, etc ... but grin and always convinced that there is no better than this.

Happens to me also be times when I'm sick of the perpetuation of love. And then walked away from the sea. For weeks on end if necessary. I think that since I fell in love, for as long as 60 days were separated, when recovering from an infestation of chopped of love ... 82 spines of sea urchin, to be precise.

But the balance has been positive and with age, let us becoming aware that inevitably come andropause. The sea of course.

It is then one frame at a pre-tryst where it is denoted as the nervousness over the ignorance of the fate that awaited me ...


Good weekend!

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