14th March, 2012
Dear Abministrator,
The soil was very loose and sandy and had literally to be hammered and pounded into a firm state to serve as a wall for the beautifully vaulted chamber. But for such tasks to only tool I possess is my forehead. So I had to run with my forehead thousand and thousand of times, for whole days and nights, against the ground, and I was glad when the blood came, for it was a proof that the walls were beginning to harden.
Warren Foreman