who glenn & rick what house hunting! where around town, ever the delightful place! when thursday afternoon warnings we'll see
Normal for this place was indisputably relative. After not one but two of his people had come back from the dead, or some semblance of it, Glenn really missed the sad state of a world in which they lived. On the bright side, they weren't trapped in a train and stripped of all weapons and nearly all hope, but this place was damn bleak. They were lucky they had each other, but Glenn couldn't stay still. He couldn't hang around an inn or feel at ease even attempting to get a job just to afford some of the weirdness around, because they weren't all accounted for.
She could be around, Maggie, and he would always find her... or at least by found by her.
When he got around to sleeping, he dreamed of her. Signs telling him where she would be going sent him on wild chases through gloomy cemeteries and looming buildings promising danger, and he'd always wake with the same painfully anxious feeling and her name waking his lips. With Beth and Hershel around, however, Glenn couldn't let his need to find Maggie completely consume him. He intended to be there for his family, and he needed to be better about it.
First things first, they had to be packed in closer together. The living situation felt strange after being close quarters with everyone in the prison, cells or not. That had been the veritable lap of luxury since leaving the farm until it went to hell. Glenn wasn't so sure he wasn't presently in hell and the fact he'd even seen Maggie's face again might have been some last imagery before the walkers had actually taken him in that tunnel.
In another world, in another time, he might have been convinced this was all a dream. He wasn't so naive anymore.
Finding Rick's room in his search for a familiar face, he gave a knock at the door and shuffled back a step. Glenn looked tired and restless, like he needed to sleep for days but wouldn't let himself until something came along to settle him down. He would rest eventually, he just needed to be doing something.