Day 167: Sand and explosions.

Day 166:

At least when the giraffe corgi monsters explode behind me while I’m digging up sand, they blow most of the sand onto the beach where it’s easier for me to pick up later.

You know, later, after I’ve regained consciousness.

Been a rough day, is what I’m saying.

Drawing of a simple pocket watch. The face has a moon at the 12 position, a half-risen sun at the 3 position, a full sun at the 6 position, and a half-risen moon at the 9 position. It also only has one hand.

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