A Red Flag

I was fishing. I got a big tug on the line. I fought back.

Alas, I was pulled into the water by the force of what was caught on the line.

It was hard falling into water with my clothes on. I like taking a bath and even a shower. I like washing my clothes. But even though what happened to me was the best of both worlds, I was unhappy.

As I came to the surface, the fish who won the tug-of-war was waiting for me. The fish said he had fun and wanted to do it again.

That’s when I realized I had lost my sense of playfulness.

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