Two coconuts and a rope

Three things happened this past weekend. I had a fight with the washing machine. I spent too much money at Target. And, I watched Twilight for the 12th time (though with friends this time).

The rest of this week I've just been trying to stay creative (for work). We're putting finishing touches on the new magazine. And I'm feeling the need for a mental break. 

I want to escape to a long lost island. Take away time, take away the phone, take away clothes (the island is deserted), take away processed foods, take away the internet and tv. It will be just me, a hammock hooked to two palm trees, some bananas and coconuts, the ocean breeze, wild animals (preferably no snakes) and the sunrise and sunset. Wait. Let's add in there an island boy that will go hunt, gather and cook my food for me. I want to exert the least amount of energy possible. 

In. My. Dreams.