Like most things in life you expect to become accustomed to new challenged. Every hardship is supposed to be laced with some hidden curve...a threshold for when it gets easier to deal with. It hasn't gotten easier. Zombies don't get easier to deal with. I spent most nights dreaming of horrible events. My sleeping habits have been riddled with nightmares. Even as a kid I was plagued by images of monsters, zombies, gremlins...terrifying things of all sorts. But now my mind has fuel. It has real life images to hone it's terrifying skills. My days and nights are now filled with zombies. Death. Rotting flesh. The smell of bodies.
I feel exhausted.