You are unfortunately probably correct. I find myself having trouble finding “happiness” in life. So, that makes me seek out pleasure. Which is just a fancy way of saying I’m a hobby whore.

I got into lock picking for a while. It really does feel good to hear and feel those tumblers click. I went about as far as I could without devoting serious time and effort for minimal gains.

Now, I’m fishing. I don’t live in Mississippi, but I do live in Alabama. It’s pretty warm here year round. I try to go fishing at least twice a week. I don’t sport fish. Which means that if a catch a fish too big or too small I let it go. Otherwise I keep and eat it.

Plus it has the added benefit of getting my fat ass out the house. There are several water ways close by. I just put all my stuff in a backpack. Grab a machete. Hike through the woods to a spot where no one can find me, and fish. It’s awesome.