Check in
Pick how bright the day was, tap what shaped it, add a note if you want to. About twenty seconds. Or switch to voice and just talk until your head is empty.
Mind Terrarium turns one quiet check-in at the end of the day into a living, bioluminescent world. Twenty seconds of tapping — or however long you feel like talking — and the rest takes care of itself.
Not on the stores yet.
No streak guilt, no feed, no one else to perform for. You show up at the end of the day, and the terrarium does the rest.
Pick how bright the day was, tap what shaped it, add a note if you want to. About twenty seconds. Or switch to voice and just talk until your head is empty.
It comes back as a short reflection written to you, in the second person — never advice, never a chatbot. It remembers the last few days, so a rough Monday can get a callback on a better Friday.
Every reflection earns stardust and feeds the streak. Spend it in the Nursery, coax creatures out of wisps, and rearrange the whole dome tile by tile until it looks like yours.
Plants and creatures have to be coaxed out of a wisp — a light you leave burning for a day, three days, or a whole week before it finally opens. Every one was created by an artist, and more are on the way.
A relatively common find, but it comes in a dazzling variety of colors — a little burst of life in every corner of the terrarium.
A glowing, worm-shaped creature — cheap to restore, and often the first light a new terrarium ever sees.
A little beetle whose body glows bright turquoise when it pauses to stretch before scuttling on.
A melancholy, moonlit fern — little more than a single stem and a few trailing leaves, glowing a soft lunar white.
A humble slab of stone furred over in glowing moss. Nothing in the terrarium takes hold faster, and nothing asks for less.
Paper-thin caps that hold their light the way a porch lantern holds a summer night — left burning for whoever comes home last.
It opens only in full dark. The star at its heart is said to be a piece of sky that fell in one night and decided to stay.
A slow, curling climber beaded with dew that each hold a tiny galaxy. Give it a season and it will have mapped the whole dome.
Its shell is a spiral of frozen night sky, and the trail it leaves behind keeps glowing for hours after it has moved on.
A warm ember of a creature that drifts along the soil giving off heat. The terrarium is always a degree kinder wherever it has been.
It blooms as a corona of gold around a petal-black centre — one perfect eclipse, held for as long as you keep tending it.
Dead-black wood veined with living blue. It grew from a seed that fell out of nothing at all, and it is in no hurry to explain itself.
A patient, smiling mouth on a stem. It has never once been seen to eat, which somehow only makes it worse.
Eight deliberate legs and a back set with red starlight. Fearsome to look at and entirely gentle — it simply likes the company.
More are on their way.
Everything here exists to make one small nightly habit worth keeping — and to make missing a night feel survivable.
Tap through the check-in when you're tired, hold the button and speak when there's more to say, or just type it out. Switch between them whenever you like — they all end up in the same journal.
Sunday through Saturday, then the whole month. Not a day-by-day list — the arc across the days, and the patterns you don't notice while you're inside them.
Every reflection pays out stardust, and everything already growing pays out a little more. Spend it on new plants, or on wisps — Faint, Glimmering and Radiant — that take a day to a week to open.
Drag any plant onto any free tile in the isometric grid. Creatures wander wherever they like and path around whatever you've planted.
Attach a picture or two to any day. They're copied into the app's own storage and can be backed up in the settings.
Nothing to sign up for and nobody to follow. Your journal lives on your device. The only thing that leaves is the entry itself, sent to Google's Gemini to write the reflection — and nothing is kept on a server of ours, because there isn't one. Read the full privacy policy.
Every entry stays browsable — search it, filter it, and open any day to read the transcript exactly as you said it.
It stays that way until something gets planted in it. Mind Terrarium is in development for iOS and Android.