Day Seven for Imaginary Life Seven, Survivalist:
This life has hit the back-burner since I stopped reading my zombie cookbook. We're continuing the massive purge of our crap before the move and it's making me rethink priorities. I realize how few clothes I own. And the cold weather's creeping up. What do you do in the cold times?
I'm starting to get afraid of the new life that's ahead. I'm getting a familiar dread. The old move stress has creeped back in.
This life has hit the back-burner since I stopped reading my zombie cookbook. We're continuing the massive purge of our crap before the move and it's making me rethink priorities. I realize how few clothes I own. And the cold weather's creeping up. What do you do in the cold times?
I'm starting to get afraid of the new life that's ahead. I'm getting a familiar dread. The old move stress has creeped back in.
Haiku of the Day:
Brutal retelling
of a husband's poor finger
cleft twain at the nail
of a husband's poor finger
cleft twain at the nail
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