Survive Torrentz -

Which brings me to today. The sky on the horizon has started to spin. A new Torrentz. Not big, not yet. But it’s got that look—the one where the clouds don’t just move, they decide . I zip my jacket. Check my knife. Shake the radio one last time.

I tighten my backpack straps and walk toward the high ground. survive torrentz

Until then, I listen to the wind. I watch the bruise-colored sky. Which brings me to today