Wednesdays are for wondering

A dry boat meets the water and the day’s worries are left behind. The trailer creeks and clunks every mile until its rest.┬áthe screech of metal taught friction from my right foot as I apply force to the brake petal. The vehicle slows and comes to a brief stop. For only seconds I wish for it to continue its mechanical existence. With the boat residing in the current, I park my vehicle in its resting place for several hours as I submerge myself amongst all things foreign to most. Those that keep themselves at home away from interaction with nature and the wild unknown, need not apply for friendship. If you are looking for a greater porpouse in life, grab a cold one and come aboard.

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Saturday and Waiting

I’ve taken a lot for granted, I usually go out and just search for fish while out on the water to eat artificial lures and flies that I’ve longed to throw in front of their faces. I look around and see things a lot simpler now although most if it is far to complex for me to explain. All I can do is share the little moments with you. Life doesn’t always make sense, and I’m sure at times it seems dauntless (it is). While were out most would think that it is reckless and at times dangerous. there will always be problems and hard times will come and go.

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