I’ve been feeling rather dark lately. I’m not sure what it is. Like being in Arklay has made me wonder if I would still be alive if we hadn’t found this place. Clearly I can get along just fine without Therion. He’s always off doing whatever it is he’s going when he crosses that bridge, I’m usually alone too because I don’t know where Shawn is, and the sisters, well they have their men now so they don’t need me. Which is fine, I’m a street rat at heart, I don’t need anyone either.

There is a new security though, Jovy. She reminded me a lot of myself when I first spoke to her, that’s why I hired her with very little thought put behind it. She’s a tough one that one, sympathetic too when I’m being baraded with questions and suggestions three seconds after I wake up.

Tis the life of a landlord, before and after the end of the world.

I hope something happens soon, I’ve been finding myself going out to scavenge on my own, breaking my own rule of bringing a buddy just so I can find a walker to bash it’s face in.

I don’t know what’s going on with me, it’s like the moment I killed Jordan there was a dark cloud that started rolling in, and for some reaons I’m not stopping it.

Who knows where it’ll take me…maybe it’ll rain, or storm, or maybe the clouds will just keep passing.

Time will tell