The truth, hard water and cold days

Some days I hate the truth.The truth can hurt, make you angry, make you own it. The fact is I need the truth. I need it because that part of me is flawed (seeing it and accepting it) . This truth I own. It makes me really look at myself. Big thank you to the universe for giving me that first thing today.

It’s too many days since I have been on the salt and I know it’s getting to me. I made it out to fresh over the weekend to try to work on fly casting.

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It did not last long as everything is frozen solid. It  was really cold and I am a wimp. The day would prove to be more of a photo-op. None the less I am working on the cast and even signed up for a day of FF instructions.




Because it’s Monday and I always loved this video:

“And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can’t even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you’re almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it’s that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what’s warm – whether it’s something or someone – toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being sad in the world and ready for sleep, that’s happiness.”

– Paul Schmidtberger


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