- a short story -
Silence is key. Silence is golden. Silence will keep the zombies off your back. A step on a fallen branch, you know, the snap, it can be the cause of your death. It sucks we need to be so careful nowadays and hide all the time. I’ve lost close and newer friends from fiascos caused by a stupid noise or injury. Constantly I question and tease ‘babe, why walk on for other survivors? Most have been horrible!’. Hope? Optimism? I don’t know, it’d be easier to set up shop alone or shack up with a friend or two. But yes, I’m hopeful and will still allow optimism to guide me back to normalcy. The group my best friend Mike and I apart of now may have the “in” to what I’ve missed so much.
Honestly, I’m looking for a sitch that allows music from a speaker. I miss dancing! I love to dance with people, in the kitchen while I cook, in the shower, in the garden, I mean, everywhere and anywhere! That’s what I bring to the table, music and the power of movement. I can make you dance away from infected and hungry loved ones that find us delicious.
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