2007
Stranded
It’s hard to pick just three things and just one person to have with me on a desert island. The first thing that pops into my head is my iPod, but after the battery is dead, what would I do with it? Make a battery out of coconuts? Use it as a weight for a fishing line? So, after thinking more about it, my list of things is as follows:
A pen (with refills–do they count as “things”?)
A big notebook/journal
My teddy bear
And the person is…obviously, my lovely wife, Meredith. We could spend our days basking in the sun and teaching our snow white skin to tan, swimming in the ocean, and other things (wink wink). And my pen and journal would serve to keep me sane because without some sort of outlet, I would be a complete nutcase.
I can sit all day and rethink my list of things. They change as often as my mood changes. The only constant in this “what if” game is Meredith. She’s the most important person in the world to me. I could not possibly live without her. She’s the only person I can think of that I don’t get tired of seeing every day, who doesn’t annoy the hell out of me, who doesn’t make me want to kill myself after too much constant contact. Let’s just hope we don’t go crazy with heat exhaustion….
