Phone. Keys. Wallet.
Lock the truck.
Start dragging the kayak over miles and miles of scraping, shoving sand that seems to never stop sucking you down into the muck––
Get into the water.
Slip into that brief stretch of darkness ahead of the rising sun and paddle out.
Go find a fish.
Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing.
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