The Ichthyologist
In Parry Sound there was an Ichthyologist. He wasn't sure why he became an Ichthyologist, but it was probably due to the fact that his father was an Ichthyologist, and his grandfather was an Ichthyologist, and so on. In fact, he was a fifth generation Ichthyologist. But he wasn't sure if it was what he really wanted to do. Even at the age of 45, after a distinguished career, he would look around his home at the black and white photographs of his Ichthyologicking ancestors and feel like he was a poser.
That night he went to sleep wracked with a myriad of internal strife. And in his sleep it came to him... a dream creature... a marvelous specimen of the Ichthyological variety. "Why? Why do you question who you are?" it said. "Look in my eyes! Look deep!" So he gazed deeply into the dark orbs and behold! He saw himself!
He started awake, and pulled himself straight up in bed. He knew in his heart that something was fishy, and it was himself.
Author,
Jay Loftus
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