Sherron Joy

I wish my sister didn’t sleep in so late.

I want her to wake up and spend time with me because I hate being alone. You see, last night, I had an awful dream about zombies again and now I can’t stop thinking about it, or an escape strategy for that matter…you know, in case something happens. I wanted to bring my guitar, which is out of the question a no because there would nowhere to play it without drawing attention, unless we moved to the countryside. I also kept packing giant eagle bags with all of our supplies instead of using the suitcases and gym bags we have in the house. Plus, my parents weren’t home so we kept arguing which car we should take and I kept insisting that mine was more practical because it has a sun roof and a bigger back seat. I think I really just didn’t want to leave my bumper stickers behind. It’s snowing/raining outside (I think that’s what they call sleet, Sherron). I cleaned off my car this morning and it felt like scraping off slushie. I am just kind of rambling because I’ve been up since 7:30 and I can’t go back to sleep. I am going to read my book now and then hunt down loose change so I can do something extra special tomorrow because it feels like it’s going to be a really good day. Also, I am going to practice my guitar and see if I can figure out how to play this amazing song as a special surprise for someone. I’m excited.