First day. Still numb at the thought we have been left alone to fend for ourselves, but we are, so far, still alive.
We found the box of pasta that was left and cooked it without too much difficulty. Only a couple of burned fingers. Jesse is already planning where we might be able to get firewood, and I just roll my eyes. I think we will be rescued long before we need any firewood.
Okay. It's dark outside now. Our first night completely on our own. It's cold outside. Thinking that maybe I should have listened to Jesse about the firewood.