Thursday, Month X, Day O
We found vultures this morning. We found food.
Our tire broke again. We still have a good amount left in case this happens more.
Feliciano caught a fever, and I made him rest. As he slept, I realised he has not spoken to me.
He has not spoken to me at all. I'm not sure if I can describe the feeling it gives me. It's odd.
While driving, we found an abandoned car, but it was empty. We found fruit a bit later, but I decided we stock up anyway.
Gilbert and I went hunting. He broke his leg, but otherwise, we're fine.
