Day One

Day Three, Wee Hours

No rest. Just stressful sitting and staring. I tried to scan the radio again, but only got static. It’s so unnatural to hear. Nothing is coming in on any frequency. Nothing. Just white noise.

And I keep flashing back to the frozen line. I mean damn…all those people are dead by something I don’t know about. And why am I not dead? Isn’t there some sort of ambaint radiation? Shouldn’t I still have gotten killed from driving out there?
If it was some random ass chemical attack, everybody wouldn’t be dead. Only one road would be.

And for that matter a nuclear meltdown wouldn’t stop cnn’s website. And I guess I wouldn’t still have power if it was a problem at the plant. What could have happened?
Overnight bird flu? Nothing acts that fast though.

Im huddling in the darkness of my room. I wish they would all come back tomorrow.

I tried calling people again just now. None of my friends answer still.

No family to even call. just friends. And they don’t pick up anymore.

And my stratigic setting out of my food has lead me to discover I have a hearty supply of crap. I have little nutritional food left in the house. I think tomorrow I’m going to have to find something real to eat.

At least my water still runs.

I’m going to try to get some sleep.

Peace.

It seems peace is the only thing left out there now.