I wonder if I'd do a better job of it than Adam.

I think I could live on a desert island. Alone. For a year. And not go crazy. I'd read. And walk. And think. And maybe commune. With god. With Jeanne's spirit. I'd have solitude. There's something comforting in solitude. But I do prefer life with one other. Not two or three. One is sufficient. Imagine. Someone able to live with me. A woman. On a desert island for a year. And not go nuts. That would be a rare woman, indeed. But my kind of woman. I would savour her. Imagine being Adam and Eve. The only two people on Earth. I wonder if I'd do a better job of it than Adam. --Jim Broede