Now, as I lie here in the stillness, the rain’s almost gone. I wonder if tomorrow will be the same. But I also wonder if the river will remember me, if the stones will keep me safe. I don’t know what’s next, but I know I have to keep going. Maybe that’s what it means to be alive: to keep moving, even when the world feels like it’s falling apart.
Day 14
Day 15: Gem’s Journal
