I keep having nightmares. That mob that attacked me, their faces almost blank. I keep seeing them over and over again. All I can do is immerse myself in the research I have struggled to keep safe.
Is it even worth it?
The more I raid for food the more I am convinced that this is a lost cause. The city has descended into a battleground. Once proud upstanding citizens are now thieving, pillaging tribes and I am also one. What does that say about our society? What does that say about me?
We were repressed.
This is our own fault. We as a nation, as a world let this happen.
I am beyond redemption. This planet is now beyond redemption. But perhaps all is not lost.
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