The day passed quicker today - perhaps we've finally learned how to live more comfortably, or perhaps we're delusional with the unfounded hope of rescue. 4 of us still live on this island. Water source was replenished in the afternoon, though cups are running scarce. Quality of life has improved after we stumbled upon a forgotten bag of chocolate covered almonds, perhaps left purposely by the last inhabitants of this island, knowing the boon it would be for those who would inevitably arrive here after them. Ventured out, away from our office haven today - we found tacos, it brought much needed joy and excitement to our monotony. Glad we could enjoy one of the few beautiful days this island has seen since we arrived. Morale has been low since we found ourselves stranded here - it was nice to feel a sense of hope and optimism, no matter how distant or nonexistent it may be.
Found some work to do today, felt productive. But the hardships of survival got to us by the afternoon - had to come up with challenges and competitions to keep sane.
Now enjoying the blessed reprieve of evening. The hallucinations of ringing phones and angry people subside in the starry night and friends of old come and entertain me with stories and jokes and back scratches and smiles. Is it all a dream? A figment of my imagination? If so, I will not argue. Real or imagined, I will enjoy the company. For tomorrow is another day, and I need all the strength I can muster from those memories to make it through another day.
End of log.
1 comment:
Hysterical!!
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