Lost at Sea

So I planned on writing to you world...truly I did, but on my third day aboard the MS Sensation there was this terrible storm! Lightning strikes surrounded the ship, and the waves! Oh, the waves...we tried to fight them, lord knows we tried...but the ocean is just too powerful for men, her arms came up over all sides and swept it clean.

After that it was dark for a long while. It seemed I lived a thousand years in blackness, each moment taking an eternity and passing in a instant. Eventually I awoke, coughing up sea weed and salt water, face first in the sand, skin on my back raw from over exposure to the sun...



On a beach that extended only a few miles in either direction before turning back into itself and revealing the endless blue canvas where the ocean meets the sky meets the ocean meets the sky meets the...

Many days and nights I waited. Of course during the days I explored the island, gather food, made a nice little shelter near the beach and chased monkeys through the jungle, and during the nights I sat alone around a giant bond fire on an empty beach trying to stay within the circle of light cast by the flames. It seemed that the dark spirits of the island were afraid to cross into the light. Sleep only came in tiny fragments here and there, mostly through the day when the spirits were away.

I discovered many ancient buildings...ruins from a lost civilization...a lost...time.









And then finally, just as I was starting to get settled in and making friends with all the demon spirits of the night, just when they started to let me play in the demon games...



...I saw it out there, in the distance. Slowly, as the sun made it's journey across the sky, it grew larger and larger...until there was no denying what it was, but how could it be...it was impossible but it was happening right before my eyes. I did consider for a moment the fact that I had been washed overboard, unconsciously swept through the sea and dropped on my face in the sand on some deserted island and had been living off of bad pizza and coconut rum juice and hadn't slept for weeks? Months? Years...for fear of my new found friends, the scary demon spirit monkeys...yeah maybe I was a little insane...and it occurred to me to not believe it, even though "I" was "seeing it" with my own "eyes"...I even thought for a moment that I had died at sea...and this was a sort of purgatory...a place to sit a go crazy thinking about nothing but sand and jelly fish and how my only pair of boxer shorts had just the other day been swept out to sea as a was frolicking in the waves!...but no...it was there, it was real, they had come back for me. I was saved!