plan was to go up through turkey across to greece, but there were too many getting sick. we had to stop back in gaza.
the kn2s. they're started to go. just the older ones, but it meant mikal had to make a choice. gaza has the tech to clone, they could do it, and some left, i think, to have themselves transferred, but mikal said they wouldn't be welcome back.
i don't know. i did once. you remember that. i don't, now.
i'm counting days, and i fucking hate it. but i am.
posie's 3 and 2 months. mikal's 2 and 7. and here's me, 26 and change.
guess it doesn't really matter what we did up to here. our world's still ending.
YR3, M1