Pandemic Apocalypse Journal Day 1:
As I stand at the edge of the abyss I wonder how many teachers celebrate today. As my youth runs amok through my house, controlling the magic picture box and eating all my food I question our survival. They say McDonalds may close the dining room starting tomorrow... How we will survive without the Playland I know not. We are down to 4 rolls of toilet paper. I have been approached by the black market and they say for my second born I can have 6 extra quilted rolls. I think they think that is a hard decision... 6 quilted rolls... They could have her cat too. Though they would be missed, such sacrifices at the edge of the abyss are necessary. I will continue this journal so that those in the future will not make the mistakes of the past. Toilet paper for all! And to a brighter day.
