Arrival

Made it to Callaway, NE alive. A sign claims a population of 200, but I fear the truth is that there are no people.

There is no Walgreens.

Unclear if I will have to kill my own dinner.

Last cop spotted was three hours ago. (Last car, two.)

Stars are bright - too bright. It may be I am on another planet. Worried I've lost all concept of non-electrical light and returning to natural UV after a week in the Nebraska hills will damage my eyes. So far, though, this eerie landscape of ice and hay has left me intrigued, and curious as to its hidden occupants... 

Eshe