Thoughts

Thoughts.... they're like fish and we are all sitting at the dock, casting our lines hoping to catch them as they appear. Of course, thoughts caught are the ones you are thinking right now. Sometimes, they slip away, just as fish do (much like other types of fish). The worst of them all is when you can't catch them anymore, you see them, schools, swarming beneath the surface, but your line is broken. The feeling dreads me, unable to grasp what is right in front of me. The thought terrifies me sometimes.
I shall come back another day and fish away.