Going Fishing

On a sparkling March day, in a town by the ocean, there's nothing more relaxing than hanging out on the pier. If you work in the tall office buildings or the shiny hotels or the retail shops on the Promenade, when your lunch break comes, you head down the roadway to the pier.

Any sunny day, there are always a few people fishing off the pier. You wonder how much time they spend here. Do they have to run back to an office or shop in an hour? Or is this the way they spend their days? It's easy to envy them.


The sun is bright, the breeze is gentle, and you can hear the cries from the Ferris Wheel rising overhead. There's a guy playing percussion on some upturned plastic buckets, and the seagulls steal french-fries from the outdoor cafe.

What if you didn't have to go back to work after your break? What if you could forget about that spread-sheet, that voice mail, that table of sweaters that need refolding, the party of four at table six, the meeting with the Power Point presentation?

Can you put yourself in this picture?