after much weeding and despair, i am, once again, knee deep in my little town’s daily grind.

arowana, piranha & dorado? pfah!! i’ve caught the lot of you!!

oh, finned ones, rising out of the water so gracefully—you taunt me!! i cannot catch any of you! i shake my fishing pole in your general direction!

the tarantula gives me nightmares.

this isn’t really something you can finish. that said, i have had to take a wee vacation from playing.

i fear the weeds i’ll have when i go back to it.