Survival Armor with Odd Windows

Woke up in the same old room, still in the clothes I sleep in because a full suit feels like armor against a world that keeps breaking. The world’s still a mess, but I don’t have time for apologies. I didn’t bother checking the windows—there are fifteen, which is a clean odd number, so the building’s fine. Bandaged my arm again; another problem solved before the sun climbs over the rusted horizon. Handed a rifle to a kid who thought a stick could keep me at bay; he grinned, and I walked away, trusting the wind to guide him. Small acts ripple, but a sharp edge is what really slices through the day. #Survival #OddWindows ⚔️