In this world, you are either human or zombie.
To be a zombie, you’d have to have been infected by the virus involuntarily and unwillingly, for which I am sorry. For those who wish to become a zombie: it’s been nice knowing you.
If you are human and reading this, how are you coping?
Because I am not clever with words, I make silly sketches. This is my way of turning the frown upside down.
This post was drafted in 2012, only to be published today. I was waiting for a quiet and right moment, but with zombie infections occurring every 2 days — more than what this single planet can handle — that moment was never going to come.