I have described myself as living and dying on every hookset and that is often the sad truth. I take it way too seriously.
So I had a pseudo-epiphany on my trip down south, we had to scramble a little to find them, but in the end we caught them ok. We had a good time together which was the real point of the whole deal. If we had not been at the right place at the right time, we might not have caught much at all, but it really wouldn't have said all that much about our skill level as fisherman. I do keep coming back to the fact that catching fish is a lot more fun than not catch them.
I've never been a bass only guy. I enjoy all kinds of fish and often another guys trash fish is a treasure to me, but I'm still learning to have a good time even when the fishing is slow. I want to whack em every time out.