Dear APOCALYPSE #9

Somehow I became the captain of a ship, and I only ever wanted was a little extra dough. I am trying to keep people calm, and all I want is to stay home and make cookies, and love.

I don't want to be one of the zombies found bumping around "at the scene." Just don't let them see you cry.

My homework is late, and they probably think I have nothing but time. My family is stir-crazy, their edge is real, but I just wanna lay low for a sec.

This is baloney, my dear Apocalypse, you can keep your sense of doom! I lack the desire to put up with your shit, I want to get my nails done.

(written March 17th 2020)