There is something about the edge. That feeling of teetering ever so fragile on the fine line between night and day, between black and white. It's like the pin line of the horizon, that walking on this point is the only place where you are able to feel properly alive. Oh god, I'm so exhausted. I honestly don't really know what this is about. I have so much to say, a recent trip to the Middle East, a wild overland mission to a surf contest, but all I can think about is that fe