Spent the morning on the water before anyone else was awake. Only time this island feels like mine. The silence out there is the only thing that doesn't want something from me. Came back to reality fast enough—another day playing house with a stranger while the woman I actually want is across the island. Fuck this system. Fuck these expectations. Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to have Priscilla's legs wrapped around me right there on the deck with the spray cooling our skin, her moans louder than the gulls. My cock aching for her wet cunt instead of this celibate bullshit I'm forced into. This place takes everything.