I woke up at 7 this morning, boxing day, to the sound of my dad looking around for clothes, and packing up his bag. My dad's a truck driver and goes everywhere you can think of in Canada and the U.S.. i spring up and start packing myself to go with him.
We left Clarenville at 10 this morning and right now its quarter after 9 in the night and i'm sitting in Port Aux Basque. Im waiting for the stupid boat to sail. we are on our way to boston, hopefully to be back in Clarenville by new years eve. well, i supose i must go, dad invited some people back to the truck.
Anyway,
til next time,
Zander
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