Day 244:
To heck with this. I’ve got almost an entire wooden chest of glass supplies. That’s enough to hold me for a while. I’m tired of sunburn. I’m tired of being wet. I’m tired of squids. I’m tired of sand wearing away at my feet. I’m tired of the furnaces roaring and the stink and the zombies.
I’m going back underground tomorrow. This topside life is for the birds.