I’ve dug to just below the surface. I know I’m just below the surface because I just hit a layer of permafrost when digging up, and you don’t get permafrost in the places that the soil doesn’t freeze.
And it’s so cold.
And I’m so tired.
I’m home — all the way home — home base home. I need a sleep in my own bed and a hot meal that isn’t potatoes and all of those things are here. It’s way past my usual bedtime. I’m yawning so hard my eyes are watering and I keep dropping the pen.
But writing down that i’m almost there was just so important that I pressed on to this point.
so goodnight, reader, and I’ll find out where I am in the morning.