Gone Fishing
I must be crazy getting up at this hour!4:30 in the morning. Up BEFORE the crack of dawn. It's pitch black out. There isn't a sound. Up before the birds. I am half asleep. No, scratch that. I am more than half asleep. More like 3/4 asleep! Sweat-shirt, jeans...I stumble around the room, getting dressed. I feel like a sleep-walker. My sister groans and turns over in bed. Lucky! I think. I try to be considerate, though. I don't want to wake her up. So why am I do...