How to Avoid the Hook
And become the fish who got away
I almost caught a big one. I had it hooked; I was reeling it in. It flopped and pulled and fought — and pulled itself loose. It fought so hard it bent my hook. Rather, it unbent it, not completely, but enough.
If fishing is a metaphor for life (and anything can be a metaphor for life if you believe hard enough), then that’s the fish I want to be…