I kept dreaming about zombies, much like those from "28 Days/Weeks Later". I can't tell you how many times I woke up, waking up with a gasp, sitting up in bed.
Actually, I kept replaying in my mind the opening scene from "28 Weeks Later":
(If you haven't seen this clip, watch it.)
It's so scary!
I don't know why I do it to myself.
I don't know why I do it to myself.
And I don't know why I am so fascinated with the idea of zombies.
If I had to list four things I'm hands down hella fascinated with, I'd say:
1. Zombies
2. Shipwrecks
3. Knitting/yarn
4. Dinosaurs (and other prehistoric and/or extinct creatures)
I had a lot more to say, but I got sidetracked watching lots of stuff on YouTube.
