Today? 15th? October, ‘17
Oh…my…God. I’m so tired I can barely even hold my pen. I’m not totally sure I’ll even be able to read this entry after I finish writing it, but thought it was worth it to try and write some sort of update. I’ve been wandering down this road for hours now and still haven’t found anywhere that seems safe enough. So now I’m just sitting in the back of an SUV that was unlocked and trying not to pass out.
You don’t really realize just how empty the sides of a highway are until you start walking down one without a real idea of where you’re trying to go. And boy do I have no idea where I’m going. The map I found made it seem so close to get to the river, but I haven’t seen it at all yet. I’m not even really sure I’m still going the right way, but I can’t really just pull out my phone and check. Grandpa always said that my generation would regret relying so much on them, but it’s not like I ever thought he’d be right.
I can’t tell if its day or night, and I haven’t been able to find a watch in any of the cars I’ve passed by and searched. If I wasn’t so tired and if the world was ending, I’d probably have to make a joke about how nobody has a watch when you need one. But I could really use one now with how it’s bright orange outside 24/7 and I lost track of what day it is.
I found a blanket in the back of this truck I’m in, and have it draped over the seats just so I can rest my eyes some. The constant light is making them itchy and it hurts. I keep hearing those things rushing by through the cracked window, but I’m too tired to worry about them anymore. I’m just too tired to even function right now. I just need a nap, maybe I’ll be able to write more next time when my hand isn’t cramping up and my eyes aren’t full of sand.
If you read this (or if I someone manage to come back and re-read this) I apologize of it being so short. I know I said I'd try and write as much as I can, but I just....can't.