Everything is fine. Nothing is wrong. There is nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong with me. Nothing. 

   I'm feeling better right now. Repeat a lie often enough and it starts to sound true. Maybe it is true, I don't know. I didn't really even finish my entry from last time. The kids are gonna be alright, I think. They're still going east, I warned them away from the creepy places. Actually, the oldest told me about a village I can go to out here. Apparently, they have lots of weird rules, but it's a good place. And I'm running low on food. I'm headed there now, just stopped for a rest break. I'm sitting underneath the prettiest willow tree you ever saw, it's green and healthy. Nice spot, you'd like it. It would definitely go on your list of 'picnic places'. 

    Here's hoping you've found a few new 'picnic places' of your own. 

    Oh before I forget, this part here is actually a reminder for me:

     DO NOT FORGET TO FIND NEW SHOELACES, OLD ONE ARE BREAKING!

  There, no way I can forget that.