Riding high

High. Riding on the crest of life. Feel like the ocean free to move, to flow. The tides have changed. The days of self pity and anger have gone, swept into the sea of change. A fresh, fragnant breeze is coming in. And waves of laughter, good cheer and better things are rolling in. I wanna surf the waves, spread my hands and embrace the waves of new things that are coming my way. The tides are changing and the currents fortell only good things.