It is here right now. I am here and I am home. Looking around I see air, and smell the scent of lovely nastalgia.
I walk outside and my feet know the directions of the places I need to be.
Its here right now I look at the surrounding buildings and think about ways to escape the Z.A. I think about things like, Jumping across buildings to evade them. (The zombies that is). Eventually hoping to make it to the bay. Upon making it to my destination I would motor boat my way the heck out of there!
But seriously, is that normal? I feel at home! Thinking about flesh eating monsters chasing me. I feel happy. Having no best friend. Having no familiar faces? This is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever experienced. Yet, I keep having these little moments of bliss.
It is here. I feel like I'm suffocauting. But it is okay. This is something that will pass along like all the others. Why?
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