Wednesday, August 15, 2012

You want em? I got em. Dripping like water.


                I love water. I think it’s beautiful. All the different shades of blue and green that reflect off the surface of the lake, it’s hard to believe what you’re seeing.
                The only problem with water is I’m afraid to be in it which is probably why I’m so fascinated by it. I day dream about what must go on under our feet. What does the floor of the lake look like? If I wasn’t afraid of water, I’d probably go down there and check it out.
                Water to me is a good time. It provides so many things to do. I enjoy fishing, and boating. I love watching other people go tubbing or skiing. It’s a gorgeous sight to see man conquer and manipulate water.  I’m jealous of those people.
                Fishing is one of my favorite pass-times. I share this interest with my father, who for as long as I can remember has been my hero. As people, we’re both quiet when it comes to talking about serious issues. My dad and I work our problems out quietly to ourselves while we fish. I love being able to share the mechanism with him. It keeps us close even when we’re not even talking to each other.

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