It was eight months ago I boarded the ‘Flying Hongkonger’, and we are not reaching the shore. I can’t remember how I got on the ship. It seems that I was already in this cabin when I woke up. The time here is chaotic. The bearing and heading are blurred. The only thing that keeps me awake is the writing of this Logbook.
Sometimes I can’t speak, pictures help me record; sometimes the image and memory betray me, the blank proves the existence of time.
2019.8.21
那天我們發現這個叫mamamini的船艙，裡面收集的都是船員打撈上來的漂流物，前任主人的使用痕跡還殘留在上面，從此我常在這裡發掘寶藏。
We found this cabin called Mamamini, which contains driftings salvaged by the crew. The traces of the former owner still remain on them. Since then I often discover treasures here.
