shipwrecked/pirates 2003-07-28 8:47 a.m.

As my mind was wandering just now, I came across a pertinent thought. What business do I have withdrawing from life and people anyway? I really haven't changed, and what I have to think and say has always mattered to someone. I seem to remember years ago, when the whole Affair to Forget began that I would walk around reminding myself that no man is an island. Was I left like Jack Sparrow with only a pistol featuring a single shot? Not really- it's more like I abdicated to an island and my ex just kept visiting me anyway. I could start throwing coconuts at him or something. So I've finally lashed some sea turtles together to form a raft. All that keeps me from escape is commandeering a vessel..