I'm certain the world will be around quite a bit longer than a few months, along with human civilization. But considering my bad luck, maybe a few days might be more realistic. I wonder how many meals one can make out of a dog or cat (that's something I never bothered to learn). Cardboard boxes are pretty comfy depending on the bedding. I'm outside the lethal thermal radiation radius with an airburst over the nearest strategic target to me with any warhead used (the old military base). Might catch a slight shock wave that won't do anything.
Hang in there, lostonearth35.
Kinda realizing that the old neighbors, when I lived in the suburbs, who knew me from a very little one, are the only people outside of my mother that wish and/or give me something on Christmas. I haven't spoken to them for a decade or so, but they keep on sending me money, and whilst that hits my burden trigger, saying no seems about as bad to me. Dunno why they care so much, other than they know me. No other family member, no one else that knows me. I guess I'm not all that good a person in the end, even if those that know me say I am, but...all the others know me. I found $100 in my wallet that they gave me for Christmas that I forgot about, which is really helpful, but kinda makes me sad for the above; burden and being a bad person. I guess what I do doesn't hit that approval of most, and the nice people tend feel bad for me.
So, me.