Sea of tranquility
Adrift in blissful ignorance most of us choose what we want and what we do? My choice is to fish alone, after all the rivers are small. Too many people running here and there, big fish most fish exotic location fishing travel here travel there. Searching, constantly searching! For what, envy?
Sat down at a wooden fence poising as a stream improvement and caught that moment we all seek. A family of swans arrived and giving them their space they blissfully passed by.
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