waves are like people no two are alike yet they all end up doing the same thing like the one before it and the one after at their own pace they’ll wait until the perfect time that one that just feels right but when it comes the beach is different tastes have changed because the trends have too
what's special about an inch? it's a made up length no one says "centimeter-ing" it's "inch-ing" centimeter is rigid, 1/100 of 1 meter "why can't the U.S. adopt the metric system" "it's terribly inefficient to keep using the inch" but i guess we maintain our stupidly stubborn pride by insisting on using an inch a made-up length arbitrarily determined centuries back by some too-privileged royal who happened to have a pinky joint - or toe - the length of an i n c h as an american, however, i can't help but appreciate the meaning behind "inching" as in we're inching our way towards different goals we're going at our pace, at our length the speed and distance we arbitrarily determine for the day, or for our lives because we just have that kind of agency over ourselves if we 'centimeter-ed" towards our goals what fun would that be? 1cm a day? Fixed distance to a fixed goal, onto the next one, and the next, rather than inching across desert plains of depression going our speed, our distance, our pace, each day doesn't matter, so as long as we make progress towards what we want to do
we ran a mile forward burst into a full-on sprint but I'm realizing our paces aren't the same and I'm starting to regret it.
it's a weird concept i guess.. what i'm trying to say is we ran so quickly into this relationship and I'm realizing that you've slown down drastically which I don't like. I'm regretting not taking things slow. This is why runners pace themselves I guess.