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Earn a Living. Keep a Life.

Lining up for the surf on a weekday evening. No medals. No announcements. Just bodies remembering they were built to move.

Someday Soon

Starting something new feels like stepping into a rain-soaked muddy puddle. "Someday Soon" whispers that tomorrow is better, but today slips away, leaving my grand plans just that—plans.

Sports Day

You are never done with sports. Sport is how you live. Shortly after sports day is done and we get home, the young lady turns around asks, "can we play?"