It came and it went, and for years it has done so. My mixed feelings towards the celebration of our countries Independence, made me wonder why we celebrate with booming explosions of color. It does not remind us of the men that fought to free us from Britain, but only to scare animals and little children and force another money spending holiday. I do not write these words with my anger but with my curiosity.

Over the unnatural course of my weekend, I ended up surfing Lower Trestles all three of the days. Finding out that I am only an average person surrounded by more average persons. Inside, I feel as if I am better than many ,but in reality my thoughts have misguided me. Performing well is what I aim for, but as i cease to do so my intensity and anger level rise. As my wise friend puts me in my place, I sit back for a while and think. No one cares how well I surf or skateboard and in the end it will not matter. As the next two days came and went I focused on what my friend said, trying to have a different style and attitude in the water and on land. I know I will continue to perfect and evolve but I know I can not do it alone.