Tropical Island
Tropical Island, why have you forsaken me?
Your climate is damp; I can't stop shivering.
Need to build a shelter. Is it safe?
Are there wild animals out? Will I survive?
Shelter built, now time for fire.
Careful to collect dry wood.
No tools. How can I cope?
Are my hands strong enough?
The bugs are coming out now, it's getting dark.
I don't know if I'll make it through the night.
Shivering, shivering.
The sun is rising now, back to work.
Being alone isn't fun.
Wish I had a friend...
January 21, 2017
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