I awoke drinking a mountain dew this morning as I prepare for the trip. Sometimes I like a different taste than coffee in the morning – to break the routine, and let me know that I’m alive, free, and I can truly can do anything, and that freedom includes drinking soda at 7 AM if I want. It’s crazy that something as simple as drinking at soda when I wake up can make me feel this way. It’s a cheap thrill, and the simple thrills are sometimes my favorite kind. You can find them all over the place if you look hard enough.
I’m a single guy; and I hope one day I’ll have a woman in my life who will enjoy moments like that. Wake up early in the morning and cracking a soda, and drinking it with a smile on her face just because we’re in love, have no worries, and we can. Now that’s being on the same page. That’s a happy moment in love to me. Just a simple, deep experience with a woman that you love. Moments like this are eternal. I’m sure even ancient Egyptian pyramid couples in love shared moments like this together. Maybe not with Mountain Dew, but with bubbling water out of the Nile or something. All these millenniums and centuries later, I’m looking for the same thing.
But back to my fishing trip… I have to quickly take a quick shower because my Dad’s waiting for me and I’ll be leaving in a half an hour. Fish on my mind. A journey is stirring in my soul. In Minnesota, opening fishing is a sportsmen’s holiday.
As I leave this morning – I’m thinking of how this fishing trip is just like a metaphorical journey through life…
Just like on a fishing trip, you wake up early in life, with dreams and visions on your mind. Somehow goals and hopes were born into you, and you grow up believing you have an actual shot of realizing them. Like you can catch them, like they’re coming towards you in a river and all you have to do is grab them and they’re yours. Like you’re destined for this moment – you’re life is going to resemble a trophy catch.
But then somewhere along the line, a lot of us get lost searching out on the water. Where are the fish? Where are my dreams? Where did my goals go? Why can’t I catch the life I dreamed of when it seemed so real in my dreams?
These are extremely mysterious questions of life. Why do some reach their potential, when others do not? One secret to a successful fisherman is that the ones who find their trophy are the ones who don’t give up. They keep pushing, trying, and seeking. Somewhere, they know, that their goals lurk somewhere in the deep, swirling waters of life, and they can’t sleep until they catch them.
So that’s the attitude I’m going to have as I leave for the weekend. Out on the water, I’m going to go search for what I’m missing in my life, and try to seek for the answers of how I can hook my trophy catch as I continue my journey through life. .
I have to run out the door right now to this adventure. Don’t have time to edit, life is grabbing me and pulling me out into nature. I’ll let you know how it turned when I get back.