Rest and relaxation

             A very fat man named Forrest was on his usual weekly fishing trip by himself for a little stress-free alone time. These little trips had been a routine for a while now, and were one of his favorite pastimes. The thrill of catching the fish and the placidness of the cool calm lake are what drew him every week. .
             On this particular day, he was in grave need of a little rest and relaxation for he had just gotten a divorce with his wife of seven years. It was a pretty ugly case and he preferred not to think about it. He was absorbing the full sereneness of the lake and was about to fall asleep when he heard this giant crack. The crack was thunder and before his very eyes, in a matter of seconds, a giant flash-storm was born. It swept his tiny little boat off to sea and threw him out of it, he was knocked unconscious. .
             Forrest awoke to the sound and feeling of ocean waves rushing over him, and he quickly aroused himself. Forrest looked around; to the east, ocean, to the west, ocean, to the north, ocean, and to the south, even more ocean. A feeling came over him that he never felt before, the feeling of complete and utter loneliness. He walked along the beach, frantically searching for any sign of life, but somehow he had a feeling that all searching was futile. It took him only twenty minutes to walk around the entire island; the only points of interest he saw were a coral reef that surrounded the island and a cave to the north of the island. Luckily the island was filled with trees of bananas and coconuts. He was so hungry, it felt like hours since the last meal he had, he ate a dozen of bananas and drank some coconut milk. .
             He decided that he needed a plan to get off this horrid little island so he sat there, contemplating. He saw that night was coming soon, so he decided it would be a good idea to make a little shelter, for it was clear that he was going to be here for a while.