Day 200:
Well, I can’t say I wanted to be here 200 days to begin with, but since I have been, yay me. I’ve survived 200 days in this hellscape.
I’m trying to stay off my feet as best I can. Made new boots and did that glowy thing with the weird blue rock to strengthen them. I’m also spending a lot of time fishing because I can soak my feet in the water while I sit on the bank. I’m not overly worried about my feet getting infected because it really does appear that the only microorganisms on this planet rode in with me. The water’s pure from all I can tell, none of the animals get sick… heck, I haven’t even really gotten sick since the first few weeks.
And maybe there is something special in the water, because my feet are healing much faster than they should.