Day 34

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow is the day I start my search for a new settlement. I'm scarce on food. My leg still hurts. Everything is the same as always. Cold and bitter. At least I travel a lot. I've grown used to this nomadic style of living, but before the cold and bitter took over, I only ever lived in one house. Never moved. Barely went outside my town. 

Had to eat dog food today. Didn't enjoy it very much, but it wasn't that bad either. 

I'm not very talkative today, I don't know what it is. Maybe the lack of vitamin D is making me depressed. Wouldn't know, I'm not a doctor after all. It's kind of hard to explain my state of mind, but I think, like I said before, primal describes it best. I don't think deep thought provoking thoughts, I think: "Must find food, shelter and warmth" That's about as complicated as my thought process goes. I still have my moments here and there where I do have something else to think about, but that quickly fades. Sometimes I manage to keep it in my mind long enough for me to then remember to write it down to you, but eh. Maybe my travels to the next town/village will give me hope and inspiration.

Sorry for wasting your time, but I felt that you should be updated with the current situations at hand. Have a nice whatever.