After a really flat day today, I thought I’d add some observational thoughts that come to me while sitting on my log:
No matter how much I paddle north or south to catch the breaks, the waves will always break on either side of me, but not in front of me.
Karma is alive and well in the water. I see proof of it every day.
I always catch the first wave in a set because I get tired of waiting and am excited to see a wave - in which case, I spend the next minutes paddling back out against all the other waves that I missed after that wave.
Although I advocate leashes, I don’t know how mine catches everything on the ocean floor. It’s ridiculous, really.
The sun shimmering on the ocean in the horizon is like an oasis in a desert. It never fails to deceive you into thinking there’s waves when they are mere ripples.
I will always leave the water in a better mood than when I came in.
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