There is a moment that happens just before a wave breaks. A split second more like. There is a hush, an anticipatory stillness, a pause – and then everything comes crashing down itself, bounding forward towards the shore. I like that moment. I live for that moment. Before I came here, an old friend of the family (Frank) took me by the shoulder and said, “don’t forget to enjoy being on the brink of things. It really is the best time of life.” I noted at the time, to remember that. And now I am.