Author: Moving with Mitchell
From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..
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I've always thought that the admonition "to go with flow" was just an excuse that pot-heads of the sixties and seventies used to justify getting high and shirking responsibilities. (Of course I got high, but never tried to justify it.) Like the salmon, if you "go with the flow" you may never get to where you want to go.
So "flow with the punches" may be apropos.
Of course, if the punches are made with a little alcohol in them… 😉
I've also read that only dead fish go with the flow…