Day Eighteen-Entry Two

Aaron

Day Eighteen
Entry Two


Aaron decided to add his own update. It is important to note Aaron's point of view because, by this point, it seemed quite possible that he was truly going insane.

Newfoundland

I woke up in a daze. At least I think I awoke when I did. It was by far the worst sleep I've had this whole trip. Drifting in and out of consciousness, I finally sat upwards, unaware of my surroundings until I left the tent. My mind started to remember where I was and the events that have taken place these past eighteen days. After we packed up the tent and left the campsite, which we didn't pay for, we hit the open road. I was in and out of sleep for most of the car ride until we reached Grand Falls-Windsor. Things got out of control. My sanity reached a new low today, for I was muttering the words "doop doop doop", among others while shopping for supplies. I also could not stop calling Phil "Dad" and Chino my "Uncle Chino". Not really sure as to what the word sane really means anymore. Furthermore, not really sure as to what I've been.....

(And then, in a messy scrawled scribble.)

I'M GETTING DRUNK!!