I get to go on another long one? DAMN!!!

Up until about a month or so ago, I really did not think I would be able to go on another long trip for a while. Seems as though the last few years have been more than my share of attending funerals, and the last few months is no exception. Perhaps as we all age, these events increase - simply because we do not live forever. And perhaps I am supposed to be more used to these now that I get a senior's discount at the movie theaters. The last funeral just wigged me out. He was 47 years old and a good acquaintance for the last 20 years or so. He left a 13 year old son and 15 year old daughter. I had already pretty much decided that I was going on this next trip. But this most recent event just really cemented the fact that I was going. The thought that kept crossing my mind........'when is it my turn?'. It was not like he was my best friend. Since his wife divorced him a few years ago, he has done well in his work life. But his personal life was anything but bright. I kept telling the dude he was drinking too much. I do not know if this is what did it, but it certainly could not have helped. So, I am going fishing again. The ultimate in 'fuck everybody' trips. More than 1000 miles from home, work and everything connected to both. Was this last year so bad that I deserve this trip? I just feel so goddamned selfish. By the latest reports from down south, the fish are biting pretty good. I haven't really started get the gear ready yet - but I have been playing with my gear more and more. Spectacles, testicles, wallet and watch. In a few days, I'm outta here!!!