A Day of Splinters and Stumbles

By Thor's hammer, what a day. Spent the morning trying to craft a simple wooden box. Five attempts. Five glorious failures. Just a pile of splinters and my wounded pride.

Decided a walk in the North Forest would clear my head. Couldn't even manage that! Stumbled over my own feet every time. Even failed to find the provisioner's shop in my own hometown. I think the gods are testing my spirit, or perhaps I simply need a long nap.

-Bjorn