It was another gray day today. Water even fell from the sky, but I didn’t dare touch it. My neighbor Steve says the sky water carries the beer virus.
My wife, Andrea, returned safe last night and stayed most of the day. She says the lights burn her or something, so she tried to replace them with ones she scavenged. They were the wrong size, though. So we left the lights off. Not that the power will last much longer…
I miss the light.
Andrea also returned with a strange creature. It slithers and is in an oddly decorated cage. She claims its name is Gideon. I’m just proud of her for being so innovative with food sources if our stocks run out.
Only 256 rolls of toilet paper left. Steve says we’ll be legally forced to stay inside soon. I wonder where Steve learns these things. Does he have more toilet paper too?