The fisherman walks down to the water's edge, looking out at the orange horizon. He knows the tide is coming in and needs to get to his spot before it's too late. He's been doing this for years, becoming a daily ritual for him. He loves the peace of the early morning, and he enjoys the challenge of catching fish. He sets his rod and reel down on the ground and walks over the rocks to the water's edge. The tide is already coming in fast, but he knows what he's doing.

He's been fishing here for years and knows all the best spots. He casts his line out into the water and begins to wait. The sun is starting to rise, getting hotter and hotter. He starts to sweat, but he doesn't mind. He's used to it. The minutes drag by, but eventually, his line starts to move. He starts to reel it in, slowly at first but then faster and faster as the fish gets closer. Finally, he reels it in and smiles with satisfaction that he has caught enough for dinner.

This is his ritual.