I am living at the Treasure Island. The temperature of the noon of summer is 64F only. I run along the coast which has the radiation signs at morning, and at night, I sleep with the sound of thousands tons freighter horns. There have been many people fishing at the coast which I pass every day from the mid of May till the end of November. I’ve never tried the activity before. I am uncomfortable with spending my time in the form of waiting. Even so, in order to express the fishing philosophy of mine, I took my graphic pencil and drew this fishing story from my imagination.
