My night was fed so much hostility that it prompted me to dream of zombies existing in the world we live in.

There was one instance of people waiting at either a bus station or a doctor’s office for their names to be called, and we were all trying to play it cool as zombies were trying to sniff us out.

One dude was still flipping through his newspaper like he didn’t have a care in the world though. I sort of admired him for that.

Others were doing their version of a stealthy parkour to evade the zombies but ultimately failed.

Meanwhile I was just grateful they were the Walking Dead type of zombies and not the World War Z variety. …the little things, I guess.