Joshua
S.
Day: Six
Rummaging around in boxes before sighing. “So many supplies,
not too many and possibly not enough but still a lot to go through alone, man I
wish I could talk to someone, anyone.” Amazing
how lonely one gets in the matter of a few days…
Lying on my back I stared at the
ceiling. “What is the point of surviving if I am alone?” Am I alone? “Alone…?” What
if? “But then again there was that phone call yesterday… and even possibly before!
Yes I’m certain there are others. Ugh it could be a recorded message.”
