Like a fish yearning for food, I kept swimming close to shore. I saw the shiny lure, and the morsel on the hook, and was fooled once more. The sharp pain of the hook didn’t hurt so badly, I took it willingly. When it sunk in it had the draw of connection, but the helpless […]
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The Waste (VI)
Paris slept poorly, and woke many times. Though, when he woke, he knew not whether it was hours that had passed, or minutes. Adjusting to sleeping during the day, when his normal routine would have him awake, and walking, not sitting for many miles, was challenging. After many hours of sleeplessness, Paris had finally sunk […]
The Great Deceit of Fishing
I do not enjoy fishing. I have never had a burning compulsion to stand on the shore of a placid lake, bait my hook, and launch into the aquatic mirror my rivulet-causing projectile. This endeavor always seemed a waste of time. All of the time spent anticipating the hypothetical tension when hook makes purchase with […]