Thread by @NorthernAndrew_

Day 390 of the apocalypse:

I’ve been questioning my sanity for a long time but this covidious dystopian society is taking the cake.
Ontario is going back into its 3rd “lockdown” whatever the fuck that means.. I realized I still hadn’t picked up the wood I need for my raised

garden beds.. so like a madman I rushed to the local hardware store with heist. Without fail I see a line as long as the Dead Sea.. it’s full of people with masks some are even double masked. It is what it is I said. If I don’t get the wood today I won’t be able to pick my own..

and they will end up giving me warped pieces which I won’t be able to return because of the lockdown.
I walked the isles wading through the zombie hoard with stares striking me from left and right.. I could smell the stench of fear in the air. It loomed over every square foot..

I was the only person out of hundreds not covering up my spirit.. but at last! Another gleaming soul in the distance... except it wasn’t what I expected. It was an elderly gentleman walking along with his cart no mask just a large smile across his face. I saw no fear..

I looked him dead in the eyes and was expecting a glint of humanity looking back at me. Nothing but that giant smile is all I saw. It’s almost like he knew what was up but didn’t want to give it away because of the 20/30 zombies on looking. We parted ways and I continued to

get the materials I needed.. it was a successful mission to the city but alas the country is calling me back. No matter what happens in the coming years keep your foundations strong for you will be tested and tried. Keep those chins up.

fin

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