Greetings to whoever finds these scribbled words! My name is lost to the sea now, as is my home and the place I wrote this message. I pray it reaches kind hands and curious eyes. I write to leave a record of my passing thoughts and findings as I drift, carried by waves and wind. Here you shall read tales of strange wonders seen from my driftwood perch - the marvels of nature still new to my eyes, people met briefly then lost again to the currents, and other small joys and sorrows of a life at sea. Whether I survive to write more, I cannot say. But if these words remain, know they were set down in hope - hope that someone, somewhere might find amusement or wisdom in the random musings of a castaway on the ocean of life. So I leave you now, but may we meet again in dreams, on some far shore beyond this watery waste. Until then, fair readings and following winds.