So what do I do now? thought Jimmy. I don’t even know which way to swim. Which way IS land, anyway?
Fighting down panic, Jimmy slowly tread water while turning in a circle looking for any hint of a direction, something to head towards, anything. Maybe another boat was out there somewhere. But, how would they see him? He realized he was nothing more than a small dot, just a head, bobbing in the middle of a vast, blue ocean. He had no way to attract anyone’s attention.
How did I get myself into this? he chastised himself. Oh, yeah! I remember. I was really, really stupid. He felt himself drifting between laughter and tears. As he tried to smile he realized his lips were cracked and sore. He ran his tongue over his lips to wet them and found that they were salt-encrusted.
Man! I’m thirsty,
