Thank God there is someone left in the world to communicate with, I was sinking into madness with all the deafening quite. My wife has been in the
basement for what seems like an eternity doing laundry. I have not been out into the scary new world as fear of marauding gangs keeps me indoors. I
feel with all the chaos, that I should just rip into the Christmas gifts however my wife is in denial of the impending doom and said she would kick my
I guess I will sit here clutching my gun until day light comes...if it does come again. A pedicure does sound nice...God have mercy on us few last
human hanging on...
8:05 pm....boredom is maddening. There was a knock at the door minutes or perhaps hours ago, time has lost meaning in this brave new world. I answered
the door waiving my 40...turned out to be the FedEx guy, I had some 'splaining to do. This is the price of survival though.
Shall we play go fish?
2 of clubs?
I myself have prepared for the night. I've cuffed myself to the bed after nailing it to the floor. I know ascension is coming, but I'm not quite
ready. I think Earth will make for a nice playground once everyone's floated away. How long do you guys reckon 'till the next ascension, in case I
change my mind?
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