Yesterday was Darren’s birthday. We decided last minute to surf. It’s been nearly a year since I’ve surfed with Darren, more than likely because his daughter Violet was born almost a year ago. His priorities have shifted, and we almost never make it to the ocean together. But it was good to get out with him once, even if conditions at Shorty’s were sub-par, and the cove at Seaside was packed with hostile locals that kind of ruined the day.
At some point, I realized that since D turned 29 yesterday, we’ve been friends now for 10 years. We met the during the winter a decade ago at MHM, back when we both worked in lift-ops for a season pass. Much has changed, but some things haven’t.