journal_day14.txt

Two weeks.

Temperature is 45 degrees. Air quality moved from SEVERE to MODERATE. I don't know what that means for actually going outside but it's the best reading I've seen since day one.

Five granola bars. Half a bag of jerky. That's it.

It's cold up there now. Really cold. I don't understand how it went from burning to freezing in two weeks but the sensors don't lie.

I've started thinking about the door. About what's outside. The manual says not to exit during compromised atmospheric conditions. Says exposure can cause respiratory failure, burns, death.

But the burns don't make sense anymore. It's 45 degrees.

I watched Mean Girls today. Lindsay Lohan. 2004. The DVD case said it was a customer favorite. I don't know who that customer was but they had bad taste. Although the movie was fine. I laughed twice. Felt like a betrayal.

The fake plant is still fake. I'm still here. And I'm running out of time.

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