Day 559:
One of the things definitely pushing my whole idea of where I am into the “fever dream” category are the six-meter-tall brown or red mushrooms.
They don’t appear poisonous. (A smile with a disappearing cat told me they weren’t anyway.) (That’s a joke — I haven’t hallucinated to my knowledge yet, and I haven’t found any cats.)
They do appear to like skeletons, because every time I knock one down (they do, after all, store well, being mushrooms) I find a thigh bone or something where the roots should be.
I’m wondering if I could grow my own with a skeleton bone.