I'm at the airport an hour and a half early, such is my enthusiasm for travel.
I just spent $15 on a turkey sandwich. It was okay.
The airport is empty, nobody wants to be here. I feel as if I could get away with something, though I have no idea what. My mind has not yet awoken.
My body awoke at 4am and rushed like a headless madman to get out the door by 4:30.
It is silly, arriving so early, though I have sold the idea to myself as being sensible.
Time will tell.
