So, I was supposed to have left today. Woken up at 330 in the early morning, climbed out of bed to fix a wholesome breakfast, which probably would have been one of the last for days. We should have been half way down thte highway by now, maybe on the boarder, maybe some place, stranded between vegreville and wainwright. Heavy footed, cold and everything else that possibly could have driven us apart. It feels like summer will never come, that winter will always be here. Some sunny days with plus ten and some wind, then back down to minus sixteen in a day. Snow snow snow, here there all again. I am so tired of this. I've lost two hundred and fifty dollars and It SUCKS. I miss my ipod. this is probably one of the most unintelligent things that I have written here in a long time.