We’re all just guests in this world we call home.

We’re all just guests in this world we call home. Every day is filled with new life and potential. Every day people leave, and sometimes their departure is permanent. Just like guests in a room, people don’t depart without a trace, part of the remnants is a sort of echo left on the people around them. In this way we often change ourselves to fill the void created by their absence. Me and my dad spent a lot of time fishing together when I was little, and when I lost him a few years back fishing was the one thing thing that made me feel his presence again.