I’m stuck. I’m stuck on this itty-bitty island and I can’t get off. Why? The weather. The mother (bleeping) weather. Rain, wind, waves — we have it. The only way out is by boat, but that isn’t happening unless this lets up, aaaand the forecast… well, let’s just say, it isn’t looking so good.
The lights just went out. Awesome.
Now, normally, I wouldn’t care, except for after this battery gives way, I will be left alone. Alone in the dark. And no, this isn’t just any darkness. No, you see, this is the kind of darkness where you can’t even make out a toilet, much less your own hand. Pitch. Black. Pitch black!
Who cares that I haven’t eaten and I’m down to a few sips of water. Nooo what really matters is that I’m stuck in a hut with TWO harry, eight-legged friends with legs that are almost as long as my fingers. Yeah, that’s right, FINGERS! And by the way, my mom always told me that I have piano playing hands, so these aren’t just any fingers. They’re long, okay!? Long.
That whole bit about wanting to be scared. Yeah, well, I take it back. I take it all back. Every. Last. Word. Right now. Is all I can think about is pouncing, fangs, face. Pouncing, fangs, face. That’s all I hear in my head, over and over again and over again — like a little chant taunting me!
I might very well be losing it; it’s entirely possible.
I want to be at home in my apartment. Sure, there are plenty of spiders there — in fact, I kill them daily — but at least I can kill them. I can smash them with shoes, trash cans, shampoo bottles. Here, I would need a shovel. I want to take an Ambien and just get this over with, but I can’t, because that would make me completely defenseless, should they try and attack. I thought about crawling into my liner and closing myself off, but I haven’t touched it since that first night in Manila. For all I know, that thing is still infested with its own creepy-crawlies.
Eight hours until sunrise. I can do this. I can do this. This keyboard is the only thing keeping me sane right now. The only thing.
(Thankfully, forty-five minutes later, the power returned…)
