I found the following to be very perceptive,...
I exhaled, running a hand through my blond hair, feeling the grit of salt still clinging from earlier. “I think I ran out of waves I hadn’t ridden,” I admitted.
Bruce didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink. He leaned back, studying me with the kind of patience that made silence feel like part of the conversation. Then, slowly, he said, “Sometimes people spend so long chasing something, they don’t realize they were meant to find something else entirely.”
And for some reason, I can't get the following song out of my head...