We tried to go outside today, but the snow was much too thick. We have just enough food for today. If tomorrow is still snowed out then we are going to have to starve. That is fine with me; I do that most of the time anyway. It is not that I even want to, I just forget with all the things I have to do all day. Being a doctor is much harder than it seems. I feel as if I cannot save anything with the materials I have. I wish there was something that could treat infections easily. It would make my life much easier.

  It is very dark in here. We had to cut some of our lanterns out and save the energy for later. We don't have enough firewood to go through another day either.

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  "If we can get more materials tomorrow, I suggest that we get quite a bit of them," I muttered to Lawrence.

  He smiled, obviously tired from sitting in the same spot for two days, "I second that. Some more food and firewood would be nice. Some warmth would be nice in general. It's so cold."

  "It could be much worse. We could be outside of this tent," I told him.

  He nodded, "I don't want to focus on the bright side. It dims good solutions."

  I must give him that. Perhaps we should focus more on what is wrong and fix it quickly.