Author's Note: This piece was a romanticized version of Florida, this was created after a spring break vacation there.
John Marou had always been they adventurous type of person. The type of person who would break away from life to do something extraordinary, for he seemed to not be content with his life as an office worker. He wanted to escape into the sunshine and tranquility of the ocean, the simple life of floating like a butterfly through the earth's most beautiful sea.
Eventually he quit his job and trekked down to Florida with the sun shining on his back. The greenery and natural feeling of Florida appealed to him and here he would stay until he could find a boat that would take him farther south into the light blue sea. Upon finding a boat he left the country and sailed away in peaceful isolation. Dolphins played and hunted alongside his boat in blissful ignorance of the complex life of a human living in America. How John longed to be a dolphin, and play forever while the waves cascaded over him.
After many wonderful days spent drifting among the ocean until one shocking sight lifted his spirits yet higher. Land. Pure white beaches and palm trees standing tall against the golden sun beckoned him closer. He steered his boat closer and ran into shore. The island was small, yet big enough to accommodate him if he chose to survive here. Dense foliage covered the island, and the variety amazed him here. Nature had grown its own orchard as bushes full of rotund fruit, and vines of various berries surrounded him. Exotic looking birds sang their compositions in the tree tops and baby monkeys wrestled in the tree tops. While pushing back a fern Marou discovered a small deer and its fawn, and Marou wondered if he'd found his true purpose in life, his true desire that had seemed to be tugging at his conscience ever since he had first gone on a hike in a small forest in his native state of Oregon. Marou wondered if he was meant to live a quasi- Robinson Crusoe lifestyle. Living off of the land in paradise seemed much more logical than struggling against a perpetual standoff with the IRS back home in Portland. It seemed ironic to Marou that humanity had evolved to live in a stressful lifestyle when Utopia could be found in the way indigenous peoples lived hundreds of years ago.
Marou found bedding simply by sleeping under the stars that night, and my! were they beautiful. Confusing planets with the many stars that dotted the majestic scenery above him, Marou realized that for the first time in his life he was in ecstasy, consumed by natures wonders and a lifestyle that was lost with the Mayans.
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ReplyDeleteI personally feel it would have been more romantic to turn him into the dolphin he so sorely wanted to be. Overall, I thougth it was very good.
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