A Xerox Employee On Vacation
There are twenty paper airplanes waiting to be folded into existence. I have written down on each, instructions. How to make more. And how to swim and where to go. "Pass it on." I am stranded on an island with half a plane of survivors and I have no bottles to put my messages in so this as close as I am ever going to get. No one I am with will appreciate the humor. I will probably be the first one they'll kill when we run out of food.