Time... the healer of all wounds

Following up from last week, Jack (the final fish left) seems to now be contemplating the imminent nature of his own death. He now seems quite content to swim underneath the shade of the singular plant in the bowl and contemplate what might soon come. It is quite an improvement from his murderous plotting that resulted in the death of Whitey... and I think that now he is realizing the consequences of his acts, for now he must live alone in the small bowl, left until the end of his days to ponder his sins. Maybe we should all take a time to remember what we've done to those around us, and remember that those friends who we might sometimes like to kill are those who will stay with us until death parts us both. That's my thought for the day... -I- p.s. Walmart goldfish do not last very long ;)