Day 531: musing

Day 531:

Some days I feel like writing a lot at night when I get back to my cave.

Some days I’m barely able to hold the pen I’m so tired.

And then there are days like today where nothing seems notable even though I know it is. I connected two chambers today and that extended me toward the east (safely underground) significantly.

But meh. It doesn’t feel exciting. It feels like two chambers with a lot of dirt in them because I didn’t clean them up yet so they’re not really done, they’re just connected.

Part of the reason I write every day is so I don’t forget how to use the language.

Part of the reason is so that if something does happen to me, and there’s a pretty good chance on a ny given day that I could be killed, there’s a chance someone will remember me and tell others what happened to me.

And part of me writes because I need to remind myself that it’s not all for nought; I’m creating things, I’m saving my own life, I’m leaving something behind.

This is one of those days.