I feel a special kinship to the
seagulls that feed at the edge of the water on halibut carcasses left
by successful fishermen. Like them, I feed off of others leavings,
both figuratively and literally. When a sandwich, soggy with day long
perspiration is found wedged between seat cushions my heart palpitates,
a half eaten bag of Doritos tossed into the trash makes my mouth
water. I am the omnivore of dirt bag fishermen. It has (no joke)
become a game to see how long I can live off of scraps without buying
food, four days and going strong. I am however going 7 days of
cleaning fish and busting ass for 8-12 hours a day without showering,
I no longer smell myself but I do worry about attracting bears.
I smell and am not really making much
money but I am feeling really good about it. I am not rich in money
but I am earning dividends on experiences. It feels good to lean and
do something new and different even if it is just working on a
fishing boat. Now the real question is how do I keep doing this (working and learning new things) for
years to come or the even more difficult to figure out question is
how do I stop and re-enter the real world.
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