desert island ii

After getting the apple in their stomachs, the very first idea that stroke Adam and Eve was that they were wearing but no clothes. And this happened much before clothing was invented.
I did not even get my underwear off before I realized I didn't want to offer a view of my parts to the sorrounding unconscious wild nature here. And I will certainly keep my shoes. Shoes are not born out of civilization: they answer a very biological need of mine.
I also realize how pointless it is going around nude above the waist: although the desert island is my home, it isn't a home. And I am not too young nor too old to make the assertion of my manhood a permanent worry of mine.

A rather picturesque cavern was very soon found by me. It is not a problem sleeping on the ground but I find its lacking of windows a disconforting feature of it.

For some unknown reason, a doubt about whether it was Adam and Eve or just Adam who ate the apple arises to my mind. I don't know which version of the story I would prefer. But this is not important specially because the solution to it cannot be find by me: revealing angels won't pass across this island and the last thing I need and will find here is a Bible.