It's a little like camp, only not
Renji kindly cut me down out of the tree and we even managed to salvage the parasail. (Rope and butterfly nylon will come in handy later.) The ball of bounce known as Akutagawa-kun presented me with a basket and I've found myself a corner of cave space. Bruised in several places, but none the overall worse for wear.
I'm still a little marveled at myself that I'm talking about all of this as if it's not the plot of a television show or movie. How soon will they find I'm missing from the original cruise ship? And just what force of the universe keeps drawing others here? But, the fact of the matter is, I'm here. That can't be changed, and coming to a point of acceptance and not clinging to expectations is the best thing.
From what I'm hearing, I'm not sure if I'll want to hug or slap Genichirou when I finally see him.
I'm still a little marveled at myself that I'm talking about all of this as if it's not the plot of a television show or movie. How soon will they find I'm missing from the original cruise ship? And just what force of the universe keeps drawing others here? But, the fact of the matter is, I'm here. That can't be changed, and coming to a point of acceptance and not clinging to expectations is the best thing.
From what I'm hearing, I'm not sure if I'll want to hug or slap Genichirou when I finally see him.