Ive been fishing like its my job!
Maybe I should say Ive been casting like its my job!
prob logged 40 hours in the last ten days, and nothing!!!!
I cant sleep at night, i keep thinking of one bite i had and blew it!
I need a change!
I thought you had already lost that when I met you.
I hear minds are found often though, deep in mountain lakes, in the bellies of 8lb cutts and 12" goldens. At places so deep past the thickness of the trees and so high your nose bleeds, only the truly mindless could have made it there, a gem, a rare place of peace and solitude, the silence only broken by the inhalation of a #12 grasshopper and the spitting of your mind from that fishes belly. Ahh, there's hope.
Even a blind squirrel finds a nut.