The Fifth of March
Cory's sick.
He's like. Five. Or four? Something like that. Sneezing like Old Guy Edward, but he's got a fever and he looks a little green around the edges. I know that sounds weird, people don't actually turn green when they get sick, but man. This kid. I don't know.
I don't even like kids. But his constant god damn coughing and sneezing and sniffles make it hard to get some shut-eye.
The Second of March
It snowed a couple of days ago. I didn't say that before, but I'm looking out a window now and it seems kind of important. Plus, I'm free this morning, so I have a little time to write.
I slept straight through, yesterday. No dreams. Felt good, man.
Got some concerns to put up today, before I forget. The heating of the building doesn't work, and it's freezing outside. Some of the others were worried about the kids, but to be honest I think we're all right for now. We all sleep in the same general area, a big living-room of one of the condos on the top floor. We cleared out the other floors and gathered up all the mattresses and blankets, and generally we manage to share enough body heat that we don't need to worry about the heating problem.
Just don't ask about the smell.
Water is a problem, but we've got a few of those brita water filters, and a fire in a different room for boiling water and cooking simple things. When the snow melts, we're going to have to locate a generator, I think. The snow is a blessing in disguise, I think. I don't know how safe it is exactly, but the older guy, John, figures collecting the snow and melting it down/boiling is a good way to fill up our water supplies. We found some of those huge packs of bottled poland spring, but they couldn't keep us forever.
Old guy Edwin's been sneezing a lot. I think he's coming down with something. Gotta keep an eye on him.
Anyway. The sun's coming up. Time to go wake up the next shift.