I have a bunch of mental restlessness that won't allow me to relax. There's nothing stressful happening. I just can't settle my mind of thoughts. (I can't read because I can't focus.) So I guess it's time to write instead
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I will have Boca Burgers on Sunday. And if you like, I will sing you the phrase about fishing that I like. It is not a whole song, I promise. My dad was an avid trout fisherman. I never learned. I miss him.
If we can make it I'll definitely want to hear the ditty. Being father's day, I don't know what we're doing or when. Emily's family is big on playing things by ear, so trying to plan my life around the abyss of possibilities isn't an easy task. Fishing turns out to be an easy thing to learn. There's not a lot to it. You just cast in and see what bites. If you want to go sometime, tag me and I'll buddy up with you. -Claven
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Fishing turns out to be an easy thing to learn. There's not a lot to it. You just cast in and see what bites. If you want to go sometime, tag me and I'll buddy up with you.
-Claven
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