I’m frustrated because I felt so close to understanding the see-inside pouvra today, and just couldn’t make it work. Jeddan’s more patient than I am, because when we sat down to eat, and I complained, he just shrugged and said, “tomorrow, then.”
Tomorrow, unfortunately, we have to do something about food. We’ve got enough left for one meal tomorrow, and the terrain here is all plains, no more forest to shelter delicious edible animals. I think Hasskian is another five days north of here, but it’s been about seven years since I took this road, so I’m not sure. We’ll have to find a town before then.
Snowed today, just a little, but enough that I wished I had a heavier coat. We shared a hunk of dried meat I found at the bottom of my rucksack. Still very hungry.