Day 282:
It’s hard to dig to the east from where I’m currently located without hitting water. There’s a bay-like swamp-like thing to the northeast (the algae bloom is still in full swing) and a river just south of it. I wrote a long time ago about trying to keep them separate via the land bridge that cuts between them, and now I’m digging rooms into that land bridge.
I’m beginning to wonder if my feet will ever be dry again.
It’s amazing that I haven’t gotten athletes foot or gangrene.
For that matter, I’m still not convinced that there’s microbes here of any actual size, since there’s still nothing rotting or putrid except for the zombies.
On the other hand, the mushroom are insanely big, so who knows?