journal_day03.txt

The temperature outside dropped to 285. Still too hot to even think about the door. The air system is still screaming warnings about particulates.

The roaring outside is quieter today. Or maybe I'm getting used to it.

I watched Finding Nemo. Cried at the end. Which is stupid. It's a kids movie about a fish.

There's a philodendron in here that someone was supposed to water. It's fake. I checked. Everything in here is fake except me.

I keep the lights on all the time. I'm afraid if I turn them off I won't turn them back on.

The coffee is going to run out before the food does. That might be worse.

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