Surf
-It's late!
-The board is heavy!
-I know, but look at the waves!
-I can't go any faster than this.
-The sun is already setting.
The couple of surfers passed by quickly. I kept walking slowly toward the restaurant.
The wind was blowing strong, white lines crossed the ocean on their way to the shore.
I sat at an empty table by the window.
There were a few in the water, trying to tame the waves.
The wind lost intensity, the sun peeked out between the clouds.
The waiter approached.
-You still haven't gone.
-Maybe tomorrow.
2019-06-06
