Catch your wave

There are so many times when I'd fancy myself some waves. I catch waves myself. Funny how I'd always succumb myself to them. Too many times I run out on my own, enjoy the small waves. Even if they are small curls that tickle my feet, their littleness brings majestic bliss. And when I come out looking for more adventure, I keep on the big waves coming. These days it were no wonder that these waves come in regular doses of indefinite sizes. It was cool that I can still keep pace and amaze myself. But too many times when I go out and try catching more of my own waves and no wave comes your way, you just get a little tired coming out for them. Life's always unpredictable as that. As days go by, little by little I feel the breeze. The ocean wants me back. And I definitely have no qualms putting it down. Drown me.