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Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Minecraft Journal- Thirty-second Day

I've really been acting like a caveman for the past few days.

When I killed a pig (with my bare fists), I had an urge to go cook it in my furnace.  But then, I remembered that I wasn't at home.  So I ate the meat raw.  It wasn't half bad.

My shelters have become caves (some with unfortunate occupants).  Every single night, as the moon comes out, I just sit next to a rock and wonder, Will I ever find my home?

But of course, I have to get a grip and move on.  I will have to assume that I will never be able to find my home again.  It's better to start again rather than die of starvation in another dimension.

Remember, get a grip.


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