Showing posts with label surfing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surfing. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Paranoid?

 "It's only paranoia if they aren't really there..."

Or at least that is how the saying goes.

Every time I pull into the car park at Paranoia, that saying resurfaces and I remember exactly what it is that I love and hate about the spot. Because Paranoia is a place of contradictions.

Clean lines rolling on home