Some of my favorites from this last Summer.

When living life was simple.

Remember when we thought living life was simple?  We had it all figured out. We’d all be neighbors and surf every day. The water was always going to be warm and at night there would be bonfires on every beach, every pointbreak.  We would drink every night and smoke cigars around the fire, sand in our toes. We were gonna live on an island inhabited by groovy natives listening to reggae and salsa. We’d grow up but always be tan and aging only made us look more awesome. Every warm evening we’d surf till past dark, getting barreled under purple skies and gold moons.  Sometime we would have to move. We would get in our sailboat and go all over the world in search of treasure and storms. Friends would join our voyages from time to time and family even came now and then too.  Sometimes we got sick, but we always ate well and everyone took care of each other. We knew we were going to be married to awesome people and eventually have kids. They would all surf together, living a life even better than ours. Sometimes my kid beat up your kid, sometimes yours beat up mine, and then we would sit by the fire and tell our stories, laughing about it all. Do you remember when? Do you remember when we thought life was so simple?