As the days passed, my life was very regular, and the regularity was a little monotonous, but I got used to it.

The daily work is to collect food and firewood, although it is a bit monotonous but every day is very fulfilling, and in my spare time I will sit quietly in the shade of the trees and look at the sea all day.

I don't know why my heart has become numb over time, and my thoughts about my family and friends are getting weaker and weaker, as if I really want to forget them.

And there's nothing bad about my current life, it seems that everything doesn't matter, I sometimes ask myself why I have this mentality, isn't this kind of negative and unmotivated life just eating and waiting for death.

But it immediately occurred to me that living on this desert island was just about eating and waiting for death.

My intellect tells me that one can't do this, just live for the sake of a single life, so what's the difference between this and the real walking dead.

The days are still passing day by day, and my passive and indifferent life has not changed, and sometimes I think about the meaning of my existence in the world.

Maybe it's because I've experienced despair and death and I've looked down on everything, everything in the world has fame and fortune, love and hatred, everything has finally returned to nothingness, and everything in the world is eternal and non-existent.

Why there is life in the vast universe, and why life has evolved into civilization, maybe all this is a mistake.

Since the universe has given birth to life, why not let it be eternal, why can't it be eternal, and let us have the wisdom to perceive its existence.

Life will not be eternal, death will only continue, so what is the meaning of our existence, is it just to reproduce civilization, and where will our so-called civilization eventually go?

Perhaps the human being who thinks intelligently is a mistake, but it is precisely because of the existence of these mistakes that human beings experience pain and beauty.

Life and death, pain and beauty are contradictory existences,

But it is precisely because of the existence of contradictions that we have learned to think, and contradictions are like the Chinese yin and yang gossip derived from all things in the world, and perhaps only in contradictions can we explore the truth.

If the universe is a dead silence, it has no meaning of existence, so life is created, and life gives rise to us human beings, so that we can understand and explore this universe, so that we can know the meaning of life.

There are hundreds of millions of life forms in this world, and I am only one of them, although I cannot understand and explore this universe, but as a human being, I also have the meaning and responsibility of his existence.

From birth, a person has to experience walking, talking, studying, making friends, love, giving birth, working, aging, and death, which are all things to be experienced in life, during which you may become a good person or a bad person, and only by experiencing these is a complete life, in order to understand the meaning of life.

And now I still have many, many things that I have not experienced, many, many things that have not been done, and many, many responsibilities that await me.

I must live to return to the real world to prove my existence and use my life to experience the meaning of life.

I secretly made up my mind that I must return to real life to get back my lost life, and I must also fulfill my responsibilities in life.

Although I have the motivation to survive and the purpose of life, the reality is not optimistic at all.

The resources on the desert island began to dwindle, especially the food collection was getting harder and harder, and I had to spend a long time every day collecting food to barely get enough to eat.

There is an even worse situation, recently I have noticed that my cough has worsened, sometimes coughing up bloodshot sputum.

This also proves that after I fell from a tree a year ago, my injured lung did not heal at all, and I have been diving and fishing for a long time recently, and it is likely that the pain in my lungs has been aggravated by the fact that I have been diving and fishing.

Looks like I'm going to have to dive as little as I can in the future,,,,,,

There are only two ways to leave this island and return to real life, the first is to wait for a ship to pass by and rescue me, but this seems impossible, because it has been five years since no boat has discovered this island, and I have no hope.

The second is that I built a raft and floated back to real life, although this is a crazy and risky act, but if the plan is good enough to design the raft and it is strong enough to be big enough, there is still a chance to return to the real world, otherwise what other way can I get out of here.

With a goal comes motivation but the reality is a slap in the face, I have to spend a long time in the day looking for food, and the tools I have are very inefficient, and I don't have a good plan to design the ideal raft after many days.

In the next period of time, I built a few rafts, which were not ideal, first of all, the bundles were not strong, and the rafts were about to fall apart after a few beats by the waves, not to mention drifting on the sea for a long time.

One thing is that the raft is very low, and the undulating sea surface can easily soak the raft, and people and objects sitting on it will be wet, how can they stand it after a long time.

So if you want to get out of here, you have to build a raft that is big and strong enough, but at the moment it is impossible to do so, and I will be busy enough to collect food.

It seems that it is impossible to build the ideal raft in the short term, and I have to calm down and design the structure of the raft to solve the above two problems, and I will not be able to leave the island without solving the problem of solidity and flooding.

But one thing I can be thankful for is that I don't lack time the most, and it seems that good things must be grinded a lot,,,,,,