Temporary Pleasure

Bill held the fish steadily in his hand, admiring its natural beauty. Lowering it back into the burbling river, he pushed it to his left and watched it swim upstream. Filled with joy from his first catch, Bill flicked his hook in search of the next capture; another fleeting pleasure.

That evening, as he stared at the gorgeous blue eyes dominating his screen, Bill absorbed the comeliness and read about her sophisticated life he would never share. He swiped to the left and let her features float away.
A new smiling face appeared, as quickly as the previous one drifted downstream.

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