Sorry I haven’t been around the comments or the forums, but I know you understand why! :D
I’ve been in the hospital visiting my wife and baby for about 8 hours a day, without internet, so I’ve had time to work on the story a bit :) Today is my last day of visiting and my family comes home! Hooray! The real fun begins! :D
I noticed something funny about myself during my hospital visits this week. Every time I enter a hospital and walk down the halls or sit in a waiting room, I think about zombies. I automatically scan the areas that I’m in to find the nearest exits, closed and open doors, and any potential weapons immediately in reach (like metal poles) just in case a zombie (or zombies) suddenly turn the corner. I think about how I can save the people around me. I think about food and water sources, in case we’re trapped. I observe the hospital staff to judge who the most competent and knowledgeable person is. After a few seconds, I snap back to reality and routine.
Come to think of it, I automatically check my surroundings, with zombies in mind, pretty much anywhere I go! Of course, I don’t let it affect my life or ruin my day, but I am consciously aware that my mind does these things.
Am I messed up or does anyone else do this? Let me know of your own “funny” stories :D
I added a donation bar to the end of every blog post! For this particular donation bar, a very hungry Joe is trying to get to his coveted and delicious taco, but he needs your support to reach it! I’m extremely grateful to the people who have donated the $45 so far :D Thanks to you, Joe is almost halfway to his meal! $100 gets Joe his taco, so if you have the means to support The Pocalypse financially, please donate (the donation bar button links to PayPal)! I sincerely thank you in advance! (The donation bar is updated manually by me, so your donation will not automatically move Joe down the line. Just so you know :D)
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Enjoy Scene 19 – “Party of Three”!