I'm feeling a little better today, so I figured I'd, uh, elaborate a little on my last post. Since it wasn't really getting across everything.
The zombies in my dreams have a real community. We do ... Community-ish things. Really. We have a "church." And friends, and we get married then we get placed with zombie children and. Well. That's your zombie family. And we only hunt ... Maybe once or twice a month? Brains are coveted.
Brains are sort of like ... What happens here? You have this weird dreams and visions about that person. So I'm dreaming about me dreaming about this guy. Perry, I think his name is. It's bizarre, but zombie-me likes it, because zombie-me wants to be human. I think.