A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #144

A Year Underfoot


February 6th, 2034

I could get used to this routine. Fish, eat, sleep, and repeat. I most certainly could. And, as tempting as it may be, I can’t. I can’t walk away from the fight.

So, what am I to do?

I’ve been giving it some thought and what I’m thinking is to spend the next couple of days fishing, – pull up as many cod as I can, filet them, cut them into strips, smoke them and head back to the air base and take another swipe at the aliens.

Simple enough. When I run out of grub, I’ll head back here and repeat the process. What else can I do? There’s no life, there’s no rest as long as the Threak remain.

Fish, eat, sleep, hike, and fight.


About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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