Yesterday I met with some people who did not want to shoot me on sight. Shocking, I know. We traded some supplies and went on our merry way.
They had kids with them and they seemed pretty scared. I almost told them about this place. What if they're like the others? What if...
You know what? I don't care. What's the point of surviving if you don't have someone to laugh at your lame jokes?
Tomorrow, I'm going to search for them. See if they want to join me in here.