Ahhhhhh...I've got a singing room.
The events of last night and waves created (or revealed) are clearly so much more meaningful than anything else I could be concentrating on at the moment.
Yeah. La la la. That's so good. Wow.
I'll have to sleep in front of the window and concentrate on the cold air in order to get any rest at all tonight.
Up wave, down wave. Rocks my little boat world. Buzzing. Zooming. Not bullshitting.
You made it. And there just needs to be here. And nothing else can even compete for notice.