FISH!!!

Jun 20, 2004 18:15

To start, nothing is more liberating than catching, fileting, cooking and eating a fish. Just knowing that I had put in all the work on that fish and that it went through no factories, processing plants, etc... made it the best damn Walleye that has ever been eating. Not to mention the energy it seemed to fill me with, one that was totally unnatural and probably only a figment of my imagination. It was as if the small, perhaps 8 ounce filet of fish had more energy packed in it than a normal three-course meal.

Perhaps I'm crazy.

On the energy note, the lake did leaps and bounds for my pyshce(spelling?). I've been really down lately, and felt that escape was impossible. It was just after this pinnacle hit that the escape presented itself to me, and a day later I was on the road. Sitting out on that lake with my pops and uncle cleared all of the bologna from my mind, and let me see what is really important: EVERYTHING!!!

How can one be depressed when so surrounded by beauty is perplexing to me, even though I found myself in this state a mere week ago. Why spend any of our precious little time worrying when there's so much to enjoy? I know this is sheer just-got-back-from-vacation optimism but I'm going to hold onto it for as long as I can.

In addition to this I got calls from quite a few people who I was beginning to think had forgotten about me while I was up there, so my appreciation for myself was amplified by the interest of those who I thought no longer appreciated me. Funny how a little phone call or two can make you giddy...

This week looks to be a long and busy one, with job searching and catching up a plenty, but I would love to go out and do something at night that's NOT drinking, if anyone's interested. I read of capture the flag his weekend and that sounds like tons of fun. There's always parks and frisbee as well, so if ANYONE wants to get some people together and enjoy the full capacity of our brains together, even if it's just coffee, call me.

On that note I go to eat with my pops.
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