I'm not exactly sure what is supposed to be written in these things or what i do or dont want you and the world to know about myself. My name is Matthew Littlewood and yes my last name is good for a laugh. I spent my morning sitting out on my longboard waiting for any kind of wave to form as the ocean is a duck pond at the moment not, a ripple in sight. It was a beautiful morning the absence of surf gave me the time to soak in all the little elements of this morning everyone walking by on the beach listening to their own tune on their headphones, the photographer on the beach capturing the sun turning the few clouds in the sky a certain shade of pink, the cool offshore wind creating that little rainbow over the back of the wave as the sun hit the off spray of the wave. Despite the absence of the surf the beach was a beautiful scene this morning, one that i will never forget...
i've gone from that scene to a completely different one where i am sitting in a room only lit by dim computer screens around me and the light that is seeping in through the blinds on the small square windows. all that i hear around me is the clicking of fingers tapping the keyboard and the silence of group of people concentrating
i think that the next blog i write may have to take place from a hammock down on the beach with a laptop with a beer and hot chips.
