seven thirty in the morning

i abandoned a big fish for many small creatures that might not be qualified as fish. even if i will have an empty fridge next week, id rather sit on the riverside, stare at the blue sky, and take easy catches. slowly waking up to the rising sun and surely entertaining myself. my friend, don't be afraid of being insignificant, unimportant, and mundane. seven thirty in the mundane friday morning, im mumbling insignificantly on an unimportant topic. and that's exactly the kind of person i am. i was never born to snatch a big fish.