The Captian goes down with the ship

There is alot more reusable garbage in the middle of the ocean than a person may guess. Ship wrecks, pieces of sea-side homes dragged out here by hurricane.

Ive managed to build an extention and sheltered area onto my raft  with drift wood and rope from a fishing net that I actually jumped off the raft (again) to collect. Ive been using the rest of the net to catch fish for food.

Fearful storms come and mask nite into day with black cloud cover. Terrifying winds disgard my crude shelter into shambles. But, I hold tight to all I can with antisipation for an enevidable return to calm waters and clear skies.