Today I wrote for 2 hours, read The Sun Also Rises, realized everything I had written was rubbish, cried while refreshing the visitors page on my blog for an hour, suffered various existential crises, looked at cats on the internet, cried some more, and then recapped everything. Morale is low. Lost another couple of oxen at last river fording. Timmy has dysentery. May resort to cannibalism before winter is through. Tell my wife I love her.