i just spent two weeks on the road with three surfboards.things started bad.my dog jack died from the hand of god...he dropped a rock on him as i was surfing southside.this was a cruel and unusual twist of fate though it did nothing to ease my foot to the floor urges.
i told myself jokes for five days on the southcoast,funny jokes too.then went north for more crystal dreams.
i ran with some wolves in crescent,heavy bearded wolves with wild ambition and reckless hearts.then things got really fuckin strange...it was a full moon....i had a beard....i saw a man howling at the moon! it wasnt me but at the time i thought it was..i was like, fuck, hows jordan over there howling at the moon...oh wait, im jordan!!hahaha....then i went to a cave and when i came out the world was a different place...
wild restless wanderings..in this great southern land..are never enough..
driver reviver survivor..thats me.
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be careful wat u wish for my friend
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