I’ve been given the full clear on pollen-brain by Doc Murkins! Hooray!

But I’m gonna keep writing in this journal anyways. I actually kinda like it now. It’s something to ground myself, y’know? I can talk about all the cool or sad or gross or boring stuff that happens every day to get it off my mind, then read back through later to put it back ON my mind instead of stuff that I should probably be thinking about instead of old stuff!

Since I’m not gonna get pollen-brain, I’ve been cleared for scrap-hunting again as well! I’m so excited! I wonder how many pairs have been made among the narwhal geese already? And there was that run-down town over by the spiral tower that we can finally go to now that the leech storm dissipated! I’m super psyched for that!

Jane’s not doing too hot though. She spent an hour this morning trying to spell coffee. We don’t even have any coffee. Only kombucha. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that. I don’t want to think about how long it’d take her to spell kombucha.