After the end
April 29, 2017So many hundreds of days from now, she found herself floating on a raft she made by strapping together things taken from her house before the water consumed it. Somewhere below her lay Florida. Above her, the sky had turned to haze.
She always thought she would give up at the end, let go when the government and her community and family were gone.
But she still had some drinking water and a compass, and she knew, somewhere north, America still rose above the waves. She clasped one fist overtop her paddle, and began to row.
100 Proof 
Love this. Keep rowing.