September 25th

"It becomes harder to climb out, the more effort you put in. It's designed to emphasize its futility," he scribbled this in the little notebook he'd always kept in his back pocket. His thought being, he'd keep a diary of the disaster. He'd always been troubled be the difficulty of "its" and "it's" and so it was funny that now, given the circumstances, his understanding finally bloomed. There isn't much need for that sort of knowledge at the bottom of a hole. But it brought him comfort--for a time.