My imagination always gets the best of me. Sometimes I love it, and sometimes it just gets me in trouble. I get so easily engrossed watching movies, but more so when I read books or watch super awesome television series. There were times I’ve called off work to read a book from cover to cover and be in a trance for days because I felt like I was a part of the story.
So recently, I indulged my imagination and watched all Season 2 of the very popular AMC television series, ‘The Walking Dead‘. It took an entire week to watch the 13 episodes just to find out that Season 4 was starting that weekend…so what’s a girl to do??? I proudly watch 16 episodes of Season 3….pretty much non-stop. It was an entire week of zombies and crazy thinking of my own survival and ‘what-if’ questions.
I think my boyfriend was annoyed with me. One night he forgot and left the garage open all night. And we’re in such a safe neighborhood it doesn’t even matter…but I’m like in zombie survival mode here. The next morning I woke up super mad at his serious lack of responsibility to keep us safe. I drove to work angry and upset, seriously thinking if I can love and live with a man whom I cannot trust with my life because zombies can easily walk into the garage and eat us in our sleep. So I did not kiss him good-bye, or wish him a good day, and I didn’t say ‘I Love You’ because I could have died from a potential zombie break in. My very life could have ended! In fact my exact words were ‘I don’t love you.” It was such an amateur mistake for zombie survival. (I was also so mad that I hoped that thieves would come and steal his kayak and tools that were in the garage.) [(I don’t actually mean that)] [[I was just upset…]]
And then while I shower, my thoughts are of laying concrete blocks and brickwork at all the window openings and doors so zombies can’t come into the house. But then my boyfriend says we need to be on the move…but what about all the dangers we’d encounter! And I get hungry a lot so I question his rationale and then comes the loaded questions…What if one of us becomes a zombie?…Do I let him stab me in the brain? And should I do the same if he turns? Or shall I keep him in my closet and chained…or just chop his head off so he can be with me forever. I don’t know. What if there is a zombie apocalypse like seriously forreal… Will I be a survivor or a walker…So intense! Then I start the comparison between Walking Dead zombies, World War Z zombies, I Am Legend zombies, etc…and the survival of those types…
My boyfriend congratulated me for being a loser after watching an entire season of The Walking Dead within 24 hours. I bet I’d out-survive him anyhow so whatever. Who’ll be the loser then?!
Thank god the man loves me. Rereading this post seriously makes me wonder why.
Totally scaring myself while taking these stupid zombie pictures of us.