I've been a "zombie" for 82 days now. I don't feel like a zombie though. My skin is blotchy and rotted, but I can't smell it. I don't really have much in the way of any senses in the traditional way.
My eyes have rotted, but I can still see my environment in a way I can't explain. My nose is split and pitted, but I can still smell the living... and the dead. I know my ear drums are torn, but I still respond when I hear the living cry out for help or make noise rummaging through buildings for supplies. My nerves are dead, but I can still feel the living dead as we brush by each other. Oddly enough, my tongue is the only piece I don't use much anymore, I don't have cravings and I can't taste anything; if only I had this while I was trying to slim down a year ago.
They all seem attracted to eating the living though, and for some reason I am not.
It's not like I am hungry, and biting people just doesn't seem like a good time. So much blood and screaming, it's just too much.
I've picked up reading though, so that is always good. Currently I am working on Fight Club. Always liked the movie when I was in college, so I thought I would give the book a try. Not bad so far. I was never really a strong reader, or really much of one at all.
I wonder if I would have seemed smarter to people if I had read more.
Oh well.
Also cooking, I spend most of my time in this shopping mall, so I just use some of the restaurants here to cook stuff. I can't move to fast these days, so having a lot of outlets to pursue hobbies is good for me these days.
One time I was making a risotto with mushroom dish, in what was a 50's themed dinner in the mall, and one of the living actually walked in on me prepping with an apron on. I was so embarrassed, and also afraid he might shoot me. He had what I think was a shotgun, but I don't know guns very well... maybe I'll read a book on them sometime. Anyway, the food was gone. I hope someone enjoyed it.
I have so many things I still want to try, and definitely plan to. So I guess all I am trying to say is that if I am going to be undead, I'm not going to just be dead. I am going to live my life the best I can! I might be a "zombie", but I am not a zombie.