May the 17th The sunset was beautiful last night. Swaths of orange and purple cloud, the blue sky and the faded greens and beiges of the mountains. Dust that misted the hills, creating a haze. I shouldn't have been taken in by the beauty. Last night, among the
May the 15th Terrible wind kept us all up last night, with horrendous bangings and doors slamming in the middle of the night, and the train going by at all hours. I have been tasked with recording these people's movements, but very little was done today. Cooking, some cleaning,
May the 14th I drove to the site of Drylab yesterday, the 13th of May. Along the way, I picked up interested parties. One woman we found skipping rocks by the road side, so now her name is Skip. My hope is that I will find evidence soon and
