It seems like an eternity ago. One of
our sortie runs involved looting the liquor store that we share a parking lot
with. It was a relatively safe run. We knew the alcohol would be useful for us
personally and, if worse came to worse, we knew it would be valuable for
trading if we encountered any of those roving Mad Max style bandits. Well, we
looted a few cases of Champaign from that liquor store haul.
I know nothing about Champaign. As of
right now, I have never even had a glass. I cannot tell you which one is good
or which one is cheap. But given the price tags on some of these bottles, I can
honestly say this is the good stuff. We saved this stuff back for a very
specific purpose. We saved it back for tonight.
While I know I have been keeping track
and counting up since Zero Hour, I think everyone is in agreement when we say
that today – and more accurately – tomorrow is a pretty big milestone. I know
in the grand, cosmic scheme of things, New Year’s Day is really just another
day.
But back before the global apocalypse,
01/01 on the calendar was always a big day. People saw it as a fresh start. It
was a chance to start fresh with your goals and dreams. Things are different
now. But maybe this is a closing of a chapter and tomorrow we can start fresh.
We will worry about all that tomorrow
for tonight, we celebrate. It is not a celebration of the closing of a year, it
is more of a celebration that we have survived this far and this long. And if
you are reading this and the apocalypse has reached your door, then
congratulations to you, brothers and sisters. You have survived thus far.
Please don’t give up hope. Maybe that
is the trick is that we just have to outlast this thing. We just have to
endure. You know, years ago, when a rampaging force would lay siege to a
castle, the plan was often to just cut off all supplies and starve out the
people held up inside. Sometimes they would even use biological warfare by
catapulting diseased corpses of cows over the walls. Gross, I know.
But that is kind of what we are
dealing with here. We are safe behind our high walls and just outlasting the
army at our gates. We are hoping that they will eventually rot away and finally
die (for real this time). Hopefully that is what you can do. Endure.
And we are right there with you. We
are pulling for you to survive. If you can get to us, our doors are open. If
you cannot get to us and you are in some fortified place of your own, I hope
that this blog is motivation to keep going. Because, believe me, if we have
survived this with all our flaws and foibles, I know you can too.
See you next year…
