Day late...
GSurfD;
I let the roach burn the snips of my finger-tip tree.

Slept all day,
Woke up to eat,
Put some clothes on, made my self some noodles and cheese.

You don't care,
I do not either,
I write this thought down, put it out there to appease the piteous.

I send out praises,
Hope you receive them:
Float on in the flux of life...that ocean which we brave every surf session.
Amen.