Posted by on Oct 28, 2009 in Reflections | 4 comments

Lone leaf

I feel like this drying out, solitary leaf, watching everybody else fall around me, knowing my own current position, as one of the last women standing, is precarious at best.  Mary and Elijah are hot with fevers. It won't be long, I am assuming, before this nasty, aggressive flu holding our little town hostage worms its way into the rest of our stomachs, chests, heads. 

I'm off to douse to myself in Lysol and dig out my nurses hat! 

Last man standing: 27 of 365