I feel like a great many people have been concerned this week, primarily about the future. I'm one of those people. 

The concerns of men often get in the way of living, have a way of creeping up and consuming our minds, therefore consuming our lives. 

I can't be sure if fear is justified or not. I can't conclude that my concerns are great ones. I can't know anything for certain, as none of us can. 

I can know that tomorrow I will go fishing, simply because I love it.