Something about rain makes me nostalgic. Today was full of nostalgia. The way it affects me seemed to rub off on Sam and we ended up talking a lot about the before as she so aptly put it.
I formulated a plan in discussing it. It wasn't amazing. It was risky and probably stupid, and maybe just an excuse to see if anyone in my family had made it. We set off whenever the weather picks up. The good news is we can cut by my home and pick some things up that will be useful if not looted. I suggested going to Sam's home but she wasn't keen. I wonder if she worries what would happen if her family were all okay. Would she be forced to leave, or at least feel she should leave. Would I carry on regardless?
The sun broke through and destroyed that line of thinking and I was glad. I'm fed up of what-if?s We blew a building up, there are Rani and there is anarchy. There is rain and sun and places to hide. There's not much else to know... Except... Who else made it?
It will be an early start tomorrow and a long day thereafter. I cannot promise long posts for a while.
I hope you make another day
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