I've been having reoccurring zombie survival dreams lately. Nothing fluffy and cute about them either, but seriously real, raw, and scary shiz- but to the point where it's not a nightmare. I think it's because of the rush I got from trying to escape these brain-eating undead.
For a better picture, imagine yourself in a Night of the Living Dead-Dawn of the Dead-Friday the 13th-SAW I thriller ending-auto-biographical documentary-video game.
Any suggestions or thoughts as to what this all means... or foreshadows??!?!?!?!? ::cue in diabolical, echo-y life::
I'm gonna sleep with an AK-47 in my bed from now on..
..you know, to make the escape from the zombies a lot easier the next time.
..oh, and guests are welcome. Too much fun to do this on my own again! :)
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