Well, one Zombie. Me.
I’ve been bedridden for three days, begging for a swift and merciful end: but, for reasons unknown to me, I am still here, and I am still in agony.
As well as the often experienced issues of my kidneys trying to make a break for the border and someone having parked a car on my pelvis, I also have the pleasure of the distinct sensation of having my right knee cap prised off.
I’m not even going to bother faking wellness. Today I’m embracing my status as a re-animated corpse.
And I’m leaving it to The Mighty to fill in the gaps.
Until next time.
Don’t waste your spoons!