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Haunted by waters

I've struggled to have a good attitude today, I think because I'm so tired and although I've been sleeping, I seem to be more tired when I wake up than when I went to sleep. It's times like these I'd rather be Alexander Supertramp, and just walk off into the woods for awhile.

Of course, I don't run away into the wild like I would like to; instead I sit at my desk, pretending to fly fish. I've never known such calm as when I'm fishing, and it's something I haven't been able to do as much the past couple of years.
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters." -Norman Fitzroy Maclean, A River Runs Through It

I tried to take a nap at lunch today, but still couldn't sleep. Still, it was nice to lay there in the stillness, whispering my mantra to myself--"All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well"--and know that it will be.

Even if I don't get to go fishing.

"There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and the music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but Nature more."
— Lord Byron

2 Responses so far.

  1. Ann says:

    those are amazing pictures chantile :)

  2. Thanks :) I need to get out and take more.

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