I feel like I missed my birthday. I didn't of course, but it didn't mean anything to me there. My family might have been messed up at home, but whether it was my father or Wilson, they always found time to do something.
There is one I haven't missed though. Happy birthday, Matt. I've been under a magic spell and didn't get you anything.
[Friends, roomies] I need to clear my head, get out of here for a few days. Three, specifically. Since everything's a bit of a mess here I'll stick around to help out for the rest of the day and head out tomorrow. I've got a tracker and I'll leave a map with my planned route and campsite marked, stick within the five mile radius, and bring first aid gear and a flare. I suppose my tablet too in case I want to read, though I'm not sure if it will be able to connect to the network out there or how long the battery will last. You can expect me back about lunchtime on the 21st and start getting worried if I'm not back by sunset.