They chased me all the way to a cliff edge before I had to jump into the river below to escape unscathed. I don’t think I could have fought off more than a dozen rabid wolves on my own, and I don’t have the energy to turn and heal myself right now. I’m spent. I guess I’m not eating enough, not resting enough, and all I do is travel from dawn to dusk half-heartedly and flop down again. Maybe it’s not energy, but a lack of willpower when I’m stuck in this mindset of hopelessness.

I had to find a quick place to build a fire and dry everything I...