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// Day 3 
// Story: The Winding Northward Road 
// by Rambling Writer 
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Okay, screw it.  I said I’d write something in this journal every day, but so far, I can’t do it.  More of the same, except the mountains are a bit closer.  I’ll only write again when something interesting happens.

Might as well keep broadening my mind, though.  Trying some more haikus.

Nothing bu
Not a thing but scrub
As far as the eye can see;
Endless rolling plains.

Bleh.  Not that great.  Too simple.  Trying something else.

Traveling through limbo
Going through limbo
Of endless sc
Of infinite scrub and sand,
I keep pressing onw
I press onwar
I slowly press on.

Better.  I can sleep on that.  I wish I had a better word than “scrub”, though.