Wow.

Took forever to get back to my head, then get home, driving down the highway stoned from the violence, the emotion, the scary thought that it probably was AT LEAST as bad in real life.

We have no idea what it's like to be truly cold, or hungry, or really really scared. What little sap there was, what little distraction of lovely scenery, were eaten up by the sheer spectrum of suffering.

Good thing we couldn't move for a long time: we caught Riley's name at the end! Go Riley! Why did they put everyone in reverse alphabetical order ; )

Dani