If your a kiteboarder these words should hold a lot of excitement for you:
“It was the wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in….”
kiteboarding; My obsession, passion, quit your job because your lust was too strong kinda sport. Always seeming to be a day behind or maybe it was in front of the wind….well regardless, I know wicked and wild wind isn’t easy to find not the kind I was looking for anyways.
But I’m learning to never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
So I keep searching my car filled with all my worldly possessions and driving East and than South.
