A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #188

A Year Underfoot



April 12th, 2034

I’ve set myself up in the hills above Malibu, – fishing and laying low. I’m not feeling all that great, tired I guess. It has been a busy few months.

The warbirds have been out in force since the weather s cleared and I’ve spotted more than a few armored assault vehicles racing up and down the PCH. I’m sure it’s the same everywhere. I’d say, judging by their overarching response to the raid, we really rattled their cage.

Good deal.

I’ll know more when I fire up the radio on the 19th and check in.

April 12th, 2034
(second entry)

I’ve had a piercing headache for a day and a half and my face and hands are itching something fierce.

I can’t shake it. Even my eyes hurt. This is not normal. Something is wrong.



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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