Mystic Island

I remember slowly …. Was I on a sailing ship? There was the storm, gigantic waves. We all were swept overboard. The storm abated and I awake. In this wooden boat. I drove in the boat in the middle of. The ocean. Then came the night …. On next morning i was still in this. Dinghy. Suddenly, I saw te little. Island at the horizon. This would be my rescue.