Firlefanz, Gute Nacht, Freunde.
Lonely day. Much Valheim, no writing.
I did go outside - got groceries. My fitness thing no longer counts my steps, the silly, ungrateful thing. I just got new, beautiful armbands for it, too.
Feeling like I have to level up in Valheim, which means fighting the Swamp boss, and I do not think I'm ready. Still, hauling ever more iron does not appeal, either.
Tomorrow is a new day.