Day Two Hundred Fifteen Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

Energetic. Arrived early and pushed deep into the oasis. Found water and date palms. Left my pebbles there and sipped.

Followed a depression and found another pool. A stream flowed from it to another.

No lack of water.

This place reminds me of my walled courtyard.

Day Two Hundred Fourteen Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

The oasis looks to be only a day away, an easy day, given the even ground. So this time tomorrow I should be able to spit out my pebbles and put them away.

I have reached that point in my fast, when the hunger pains are gone.

Day Two Hundred Nine Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

The pebbles work. Almost forgot them upon starting last night.

Had set my bearing based on my sighting of the selected oasis. But with the morning light it had vanished. Pushed on in the daylight until it reappeared. The other oasis has widened its distance from the first.

Looks like I chose well.

Day Two Hundred Seven Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

Slept past the time I meant to start out. Consequently I reached the desert’s edge but no farther.

Looking at this high dune in the burgeoning sunlight fills me with dread. There will be no path now. Pray for some direction.

Searched for and found some pebbles. Will suck on them to combat thirst.