Dear Diary,
I had a really weird dream of swimming in leaves. Green leaves. I don't see how a dream of swimming in leaves only last five minutes, but yet I've slept half the day away. I think I'm getting lazy again. I've been playing around with my drinks though! I've yet to come up with anything great, and most of the ideas turned into paste if not kept warm. Most drinks contain water, but I don't think a lot of us would enjoy pouring any down our throats.
I'm planning on making my way into the tundra in search of some kind of liquid that's cold, but NOT water. Maybe whatever I find could be added, implying it won't kill me first. Speaking of things killing me, I will need to properly equip myself. I've learned that snow and water are the same, just in a different physical state. Maybe in a week or two, when the weather heats up, I'll venture out there and attempt to find such a thing.
In other news, I found myself a nice pool of lava in a local cave. It's a bit of a hike, but it sure was worth it! The next trip, I'll be sure to bring a bucket, for that will assist in all sorts of things. I would need a safe place to store it though...
Well, I'm going back to sleep. Again. Sheish, am I prone to hibernation? Meh, I'll think about it when I'm not tired. Goodnight Diary~

















