draft 2: day 12 – my forearms hurt
only 11 pages so far today. there are more words on each of these pages, because my handwriting gets steadily more cramped as i go. had some errands to take care of, and now logging in to work.
i’m also having quadruple thoughts about not changing the environment, as i mentioned yesterday, though there was a single compelling and entirely unexpected discovery that may solidify it.
now i need to refreeze the icepacks.