So, I decided to start keeping track of shit that evades my memories. I always thought it was a silly thing, to have solid evidence of what you did and what you were doing. Now I realize it ain’t just that. Like, what if I go  down to a biter tomorrow? How else is my legacy going to live on. I don’t actually mean that.. or do I? Bah.

Today was rather uneventful. There also has been way too much rain. It’s beginning to piss me off really. Can’t leave the apartment without having all my clothes soaked as well as my hair. Can’t be out catching a cold even though I been hoping it’ll warm up. Guess it’s a little warmer though, right? I could just be feeling things I think. I was actually thinking about getting out an socializing cause I’m not really good at talking to people since I get too paranoid or anxious.

It’s starting to get dark out, but I”m not ready to hit the hay. I still have a good amount of energy left in me. Just not sure what to with it besides writing this. I wonder what people would think if they saw this. Would they think I’m boring? I guess it doesn’t really matter what they think though. All matters how you feel about yourself, don’t it? Tomorrow I do need to go out and do some scavenging, maybe a little hunting. I  haven’t been very successful in that regard though. Ain’t been catching them as I used to. Maybe it’s the hound. Guess tomorrow morning I’ll leave her at home. Still, I’m a bit scared to go out that way. Last time I was out there, some people kidnapped me. Believe that? Said they may have eaten me if I wasn’t useful. No matter though. Mark my words, I’ll come for them eventually.

Stay safe out there,

Brook