Excerpt from Chasing Ghazali

“I instantly felt a certain kind of emptiness at their departure. My room never felt so big and for the first time ever since I set out to travel, I was starting to feel a little bit lonely. With everything that was going on in my life and no matter how shitty, upset, depressed or angry I was feeling, I always knew I had surf to come back to. It was just like my own little time out, to be quiet and to hear my own breath moving in sync with the waves- up and down, slowly, deeply. There was nothing left to do, so I got on Ketewel and headed out straight to the ocean and stayed there till I ran out of words, talking to God.”