My feet are killing me. I feel like I’ve walked for years, decades even.  Maybe its only been a few days, but its so easy to lose track of time these days. I found a city.  I don’t know if I’m going to stay here and I hate to admit that the closer quarters of the city streets terrify me.  The buildings and broken down cars and buses…. they are all just barriers to escape should I need to run.  However, the thought of maybe finding more than just this stupid can of cat food that I’ve been carrying around for weeks does sound enticing.  I dread the day that I have to make the decision to open and eat this mess.  It may be the end of the world, but I still really don’t want to eat cat food if I don’t have to. I saw a woman.  She was sitting on a rock on the very outskirts of the city.  Just sitting there staring out over the landscape.  First person I’ve seen since…. Lord, just thinking about writing their names hurts.  I thought about talking to her.  Oh how I wanted to, just to walk up and say hello and have someone speak back.  I felt like my chest was going to burst with the need to hear her voice, but I kept walking instead.  I was just to afraid.  I ducked behind a building and stayed there for a really long time after seeing her and I … Continue reading Finding Arklay: A Survivor’s Story Begins (tries to sound all official like…. :P)