The waves

In my conversation reel in my head, I say to myself, I can't possibly sustain this energy. How is it possible to be so energetic, so alive, so ready all the damn time? Then a second later, another voice says not to worry. I will keep the wave rolling for you. Don't worry about the how. Know that I will be moving the currents for you. Stay on the surfboard. I will take care of the rest.

So I don't worry. I keep riding. The ocean's energy is as boundles as my own.

Surf's up.