Saturday, August 22

22 August, A-M 17

Hi there. It's me, Nel. I guess you already know that, but apparently it's been a while since I last wrote in here, so you might not remember. I really should write in here more. I don't know if anyone else is keeping a journal of everything that's happened, but I always thought it was really important to.

Or at least I did. Obviously I haven't been keeping track much lately.

But something Rothe said yesterday really got me thinking. We were cleaning the deck after the weekly piss-up, sweeping all the splotch and spilled drinks into the water, and we were just yamming, more to keep our minds off of what was in each yellow pile, and suddenly Rothe just comes out with it. Straight out of the blue:

"You know, if this boat sank, or if we all starved or killed each other, no-one would know we were ever here."

I must have forgotten that, cos I had no idea what to say. Rothe never says that kind of stuff, it just weirded me out. Usually just yammers about fems' parts and all the pulpies he reads. But I guess he has a lot of time on his hands...like the rest of us.

So, yeah, I guess I'll try to write in here from now on, let the world know what happened during this now, if there ever is a world again. If we do sink, I guess I can, what? Put it in a bottle, maybe?

Right. Maybe. Anyways, I'll try to scribe something everyday, just to keep every little square in. This one seems well enough, so that's it from me today, I'll node.

See you on the new day, huh?


Nel

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