Mini Mid-life Crisis — Go Fishing

The entire weekend I thought about how much I’ve been working lately. I’m out of balance, and unfortunately for those around me, I’m cranky. Tonight I sat reading (and/or looking at pictures) “50 Places to Fly Fish Before You Die,” and I realized that I’ve only been to ONE of the 50. Worse yet, I don’t know the “rules” for counting the “one” location, but since I didn’t catch a fish there, I’m not sure that I can honestly count it.

Tomorrow, if I had no responsibilities, or if l didn’t need to be at work bright and early, I’d get in my car, and drive to at least 5 of the locations within a few days journey from home. And while I’m dreaming, I’d do it in my Range Rover to enjoy the drive. 🙂


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