In Another Dimension

I see myself being a little girl, from 5 and on, with my dad, paddling out into the waves and he’s teaching me how to surf. 

I see us, like two water babies, and I’m learning skills I wish I only learned from him. 

I’ve been watching a lot of surfer movies lately. 

Classics and documentary. And I wonder. 

What about this keeps calling me? 

And what keeps me away?

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