A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #142

A Year Underfoot


February 3rd, 2034

I walked down to the beach at low tide and dug for sand crabs. Yes, it has come to that. I dug up a few handfuls of the little critters and boiled them in water. A test batch, so to speak. I ate them whole, shell and all. They weren’t bad, a little salty, but they-ll do in a pinch.

At least I know I won’t starve to death.

I’ve got to come up with some fishing gear and get a line in the water. I can already tell those sand crabs are going to get old fast.



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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