So I'm sitting in my little trailer in the woods, all alone. I'm watching Fear The Walking Dead. It's freaking me out.
Back when I lived in Oregon I lived in a basement. With a huge solid door and another door easy to hide. Plus a hidden trap door. The basement was full of machetes and hammers and what not. The perfect spot to live out the zombie apocalypse.
Now I'm in a lonely trailer in the woods. No zombie defense at all. Sitting in the dark gripping my machete and freaking out.
It doesn't help when your kitty comes running through in the dark chasing god knows what.