I got to the river today and there was someone in my favorite spot. He was catching fish, after fish, after fish and all I could do was sit there and watch. Even though I know that he did not mean to hurt me, I felt like he was intentionally thrusting a dagger into my heart then twisting it for good measure.
When I got home I put on The Cure. One day, when I am alone on the river, I hope the Cure is playing in my mind when things come together and I am catching fish, after fish, after fish.
Today was not that day, it can't get any worse than today.
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