A collection of thoughts from a boy lost at sea.
It’s entirely possible that this design will kill me. So, you know, if you find me dead then that’s why. Not really, this is just filler content.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.