Angler

Look, it's been a really long voyage
with pretty shitty weather. You're gonna
need rods on every corner of this boat.

Cast some lines on the port side for
curiosity and creativity — for bath takers
and texty thinkers. Anyone who'd rather die
than stand in a brunch line or hit up a
hockey game. Let them lick you and leave
for polyamory.

Throw out a couple for the person in you
that can't resist contrarians — those who
are obsessed with topics like why Google's
data set failed Hilary. Let them drain you.

Remember the short lines for shallow divers,
the long lines for anyone swimming deep in
ambiguity, and one for the bow — sometimes
you just need someone who can look real
good at a dinner party.

Set the flywheel. Wait for a bite — a snap,
a text, an invite. Grab the tackle, give the
spinner a tap, and let any poor fucker
take the bait.