WAVY

Dissecting this skyline would be a fool’s errand. When these trees of this island on a wave shake, many more rock about. When you see them you believe in a god. How would you be able to escape? You only have one choice: Swim for the island. If you do not you will fucking die. Do it now.

That’s exactly what I did. It was so beautiful, I was never a religious man. But, being stranded in the middle of nowhere, the ice blue ocean stretching out in all directions. Days spent considering whether it’s worth drinking the seawater to make me go faster. Then there it was, on the wave. The island on a wave that wave and shake with the trees. I was not dehydrated, I was not seeing things. I have seen the face of god and there it was. I swam. I swam. I swam. I love it now, and it loves me. There is nobody in my life anymore. I don’t need anyone anymore, I love the island. If you could see it then it would no longer be special to me and I would have no purpose for living.

Back home I had responsibilities. I had a role in society. I had a wife and three beautiful kids. When my ship god destroyed and left me stranded my main concern was the welfare of my family. Now I don’t need a family. Now, I don’t have a family. All I have is the island, and we are one together.