The End of the World

As I said in my last post, contemplating how I could possibly safely attempt to communicate with these zombies would keep me up all night. Which it did. I am only now waking up. But it was worth sleeping in, although sleeping in an alley in streets occupied by zombies is probably not such a great idea. I am still, at least at the moment, breathing.

It was worth the lack of sleep because I've come up with an idea. Quite honestly it seems so obvious I'm embarrassed it took me a whole night to come up with it.

I'll leave a written note on the front door. I know for a fact they leave everyday, so I'll write them a note and leave it taped to the front door... of course I don't have anything to write with or write on and I definitely don't have any way to tape it to the front door. But these are all minor challenges. Though it's funny that I've stocked up on food and camping gear and the such and the obvious everyday items that I needed back before the world was.... well dead, I haven't seen any of those things in months.

Mission one is to get the tools I need...

As I write the little girl just came out into the front yard to play... she seems so innocent I find it hard to believe that she would be so ruthless as to kill me just for my flesh.

Damn.... My battery is running low. I haven't been paying attention to it....