I WAS THINKING ABOUT DREAMING AND I WAS THINKING ABOUT FISHING. I WAS THINKING ABOUT HOW I OFTEN DON'T APPRECIATE LIFE.
JUST BEFORE I FELL ASLEEP TODAY I THOUGHT ABOUT DREAMS ON THE LINE. I THOUGHT ABOUT HOW I SOMETIMES WANT TO TRADE THEM FOR NEW DREAMS, BEFORE I EVEN GET THEM IN MY BOAT
OFTEN TIMES FISH SWIM WITH THE CURRENT AND YOU DON'T REALIZE HOW BIG THEY REALLY ARE. SOMETIMES A SMALL FISH FIGHTS LIKE HELL AND SWIMS AGAINST THE SURRENT. YOU NEVER KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU HAVE ON THE OTHER END OF THE LINE.
THIS METAPHOR APPLIES TO DREAMS AND GOALS OR FISH IN THE SEA, OR WHATEVER YOU WISH. BUT THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS THAT YOU CAN'T BECOME ATTACHED ANEW WITH THE OLD ON THE LINE. AND YOU HAVE TO TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT YOUR CATCH BEFORE YOU THROW IT BACK.
Monday, January 16, 2012
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