It's been a while since I've got to reflect my actions. I buried the dead body, under the name James Addison. It makes it sound more human, instead of refer to it as a body. He is now fish food, I hope he liked his ocean graveyard. Hunger started to get more and more demanding, so food was a priority.
I left the shore and made my way to the city. By then, I just wanted to lay down and die. I headed into what looked like a library. To my salvation, there was a untouched vending machine. My first instinct was to take my wallet out. I laughed. I picked up a potted plant to smash the glass. Delicious powdered donuts were mine at last...