Tegan 14.5.21

 It was a lovely evening; I thought I should go fishing down the road in the big pond. I was the only one that really knew about it so I always kept my boat there. Rowing through the water, I dropped my oar. I was stunned; I looked up at the mushroom clouds thinking what I should do. I was so wistful that I dropped my oar, but that's when I had a great idea to look at this wrinkled map. I was in the middle of the lake. Now this should be a rule to always fish with someone.

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