It hasn't been as bad as it could be, I guess. I feel like I shouldn't complain, I haven't seen any of the things and everyone I care about is safe. Still, it's... It's like being in a horror movie, and knowing the ax-wielding maniac is in your house somewhere, just not knowing where. I feel like I constantly have to be on high alert.
If the worst should happen I
jesus christ how melodramatic can i get
How about we text each other every hour until this thing ends? So we know not to worry unless an hour passes and we haven't gotten in contact.