Last night I went to an island far off the coast of sanity. I was completely alone and you were there too. We stayed until we couldnt stand the sand in shoes any more. You made a raft an left. I said ill be right behind you but I couldnt make a raft because all that was around me was wood. I stayed on my island until a week before forever. It happened as I was walking along the shoreline. A beautiful piece of lost something came in with the tide. It seemed to be just like me lost without hope. I took it with me and know this was my escape made a raft to take me off my island. When it was four days before forever I made my escape. I took with me only enough food for a few days and prayed to God my raft would save me. I had made sure it would stay protected but as long as i could fix it when it need to be. It was the day before forever when my raft and I were rescued. The feeling couldnt have been better and i knew we were jsut in time. I couldnt have waited for forever and, with my raft, I could start again. So never go after what you cant follow always have hope you'll be safe because you never know what the tide might bring.