Monday, February 25, 2013

Fear of the Apocalpyse

I only have one reaction to being afraid and that is anger.  I am angry that I need help.  I know it may seem sick but I used to imagine a post apocalyptic world, not necessarily zombie infested but probably.  I had developed skills and plans for how I would survive.  I would have my little fortress with windmills and solar panels.  Now I am sick.  If society were to collapse I would not be able to get the drugs I need to live.  Now that is abstract and now for the concrete.  I woke up this morning and you could say I was having trouble being ambulatory,  so much so in fact I would not be able to escape even one slow moving zombie.  Now I am in the position of hoping there is no apocalypse, a position I am not comfortable being in.