To be ready for waves when there are no waves.
To surf the slop so the arms and lungs can handle 10-foot point barrels.
To paint a cartoon in anticipation of the day when the mind bubbles up deity strokes.
Always practicing for a day when the gods descend.
But that day is done.
That day is already here.
That day is over and over for eternity.
Ready only for the momentary noticer.
