Day Two Hundred Thirteen Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

A struggle to get up last night. I did not want to. But I did. It would have been impossible without my staff.

Despite my plodding, I feel I covered a lot of ground. The green patch actually appeared closer today before I turned in.

Lifts my hope.

Day Two Hundred Nine Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

No way to gauge my progress. The green patch had disappeared last night upon my setting out. I kept as straight a course as I could recall and was rewarded come the dawn with its reappearance. All of the high points in between must have been themselves in a trough.

Must trust more.