I used to go every year. I shot more animals over the years. But as of late I could care less if I went. Maybe it's the old man setting in? Maybe I have had my share? Fishing some times doesn't seem to be as much fun as it was as a kid. I remember going out for hours in my row boat and catching nothing, but still being happy. What happened? Maybe just bigger pray? I don't know the answer.
Would hunting this feel more like living?
Would this do it?
Would just the smell of fish on the hands be
the trick to being happy? Maybe?
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