I've decided to leave civilization for a while, just until I learn to appreciate it again. As such, I'm no longer blessed with the free time nor the technology to update this blog. All of my time is spent in learning to find food and water and shelter. I'm living just now in a banana tree in the middle of the wild jungles of Antarctica or somewhere like that. It's very hot, so it might not be Antarctica. Maybe Canada or Africa? I've forgotten which direction I went. I think I turned right a couple of times and then left, or something. Nevertheless, I'm somewhere where banana trees grow. I'm writing this post on a banana leaf using another banana leaf as a pen. I'm using yet another banana leaf as a satellite Internet router to upload this, the first banana leaf. There is a pack of wild animals, possibly lions or cows, gathering around the base of the tree, hoping to eat me I think. They have sharp teeth and some of them have clubs and knives. One of them has a harpoon. This might be my last blog post. Do I regret leaving civilization? Yes. I do. I'm hungry and thirsty and I need to pee but I'm afraid that the wild animals will take my peeing on them personally so I'm just holding it. Why do I do these things to myself? What's wrong with me?
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
