Walking the morning plank

Envy is something I experienced first hand when I was on my internship. Driving past the beach on the way to work every morning and watching clean lines peeling through made it really difficult to motivate myself for a productive day. Fortunately that is behind me for the moment and I have had the freedom to spend every morning for the past three days in the water. A small part of me feels for unfortunate souls who I watch ramble past with long faces on their way to work. A larger part perhaps to my mates who have to put up with me gloating about how good the surf has been in the mornings. But for the moment I'm going to ignore my bleeding heart and enjoy the uncrowded tranquil conditions.