Found Journal

While i write this the storm is above me for last half of a day, without any source that could take away boredom of waiting under the bloody rock of the ruin till the flood of the sky passes i use this old journal of someone who is very mopey about the woman he loved, then he cheated on her cause he was drunk (like that never happened to me), wich made him take next caravan to nowhere to escape the womans husband.