“Floatin", floatin", floatin" down the reever.”
Seems like just the other day I was in this same predicament. Ah, me!
Life is truly the sum total of our adventures. Some of them are great, some not so great, but all of them add up to what we are. And what I are, is a decoy without a home.
I"ve been drifting along for what seems like forever. I"m lonesome as can be. I"ve seen lots of spreads in front of lots of blinds, but I"ve just stayed in the middle of the river and drifted right on by.
It"s pretty clever of me how I can control where I drift. If I lean a little to the left, I head left, a little to the right, and I turn right. Kind of fun. It also helps with some of the trees that hang out over the water. I can get around them pretty easily.
I would guess it"s been a month since I
