Update From the Front Lines
October 13, 2014
The White Plague of Illness has spread across my land like waves of sea foam. It seems now, that I must have been sick for almost two months. The fever rising and falling, like the tide of some damnable ocean.
Let’s see, I have been meaning to write for some time.
I’m still in the middle of the same chapter I was a month ago. A miserable place bereft of kindness or sunlight. Words look different to me now.