Day 19,257

Morning 2,430 - May

May gathered her things together from the whipped up campsite. She turned and look at the stretch of land that followed for miles. She sighed. Clenching her notebook in her hand, she packed her bag and fell back onto the same highway that had led her there to begin with.

Walking along the desserted road she began to hum. Finding herself in a sense of normality she started to skip and twirl to the beat. Stepping perfectly on each note as if her life depended on it. Twirling so extravagantly to the rises and lows of the song she had fallen out of balance. Embracing every word that spewed into her head. Yelling loudly, giving it every breath left in her body.
Until, the song ended.

Such a abrupt change, leaving her distraught. Once again left by the horrific silence of the wasteland, she began to hum once more. But this time it was different. She hadn't lost herself in the music, she hadn't felt the beat move through her body, she hadn't felt the urge to make her voice known. She was only trying to mimic what once masked the unbearable reality she lived in. But you can't mimic happiness and expect to get a real result.

She felt a lonesome tear start to make its way down her face. Raising her hand to wipe it away she discovered that nothing was there. Even the slightest bit of ordinariness had been stripped away from her. To the point of even a good cry was nonexistent. Faced with the fact that even this amount of treachery had become a dull routine to her, she sighed. "There's no reason to cry anyways. Not that it will change anything. The only thing I can do is keep going. To keep moving. It's the only thing I have left. And I am not ready to let that go yet."

So she continued walking forward along the path, this time with no humming. No dancing. And no dellusions of a better existance except for the little hope left that maybe, just maybe there might be someone else looking for her as well. Maybe in this town, or the next. But if they're out there she was determined to find them.