Dreamt I caught two lake trout last night. Both were decent sized fish but lost a really big one when my line snapped. I was in a hurry to show everyone the big trout and was trying to muscle it in. Put too much pressure on the line. My fault. On the upside I did find where the fish were in the lake and drew a map for others to use.
I figure the dream had to do with Uncle Emil and my trying to force a story out of him when he wasn't ready. Called it 'Duel in the Boat.' There was no spark in the tale. All I was doing was putting words on a page instead of waiting for the old guy to tell me something on his own. When he's ready he'll pop an idea into my head. That's it. Once the first few words hit the page, he tells me the rest. Sometimes it comes out as fast as I can type, at others, in dribs and drabs.
Simply put, I wiped it out. No loss. It sucked. Should have waited.
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