Year 4 Day 1

GiraffeHow strange it feels to write this date, and realize that in 116 days I will have been here for four years. It is the northward equinox again, a fitting day for my final move. The solar panels are installed, I have almost completed a crude generator, and I have moved everything I can possibly use from the old shelter. It seems strange to return there now and see nothing but the calendar.

The nomads will be here in a few fivedays, if they follow the same schedule they did last year. I wonder what they will think of my new home. It is not at all conspicuous, and I can at least hope they do not try to treat is as a temple.

I have to admit that I will be happy to see them again. I need to trade for more tanned skins and weaving, and I’m afraid my cooking has not improved with time.

And to tell the truth, I am increasingly lonely here.

Jarn’s Journal is the fictional journal of a fictional human-like alien stranded on Earth, in Africa, 125,000 years ago. The complete story to date is on my author site.

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