I'm here at the airport again but this time it's early as hell. It's 6 am in the morning, I haven't slept since I got off work around 1am and my body feels like bok choy about to flop over.
On the plane I plan on ... sleeping. Or if I sit next to someone annoying, excluding my mom, I will start making my Christmas shopping list.
Speaking of Christmas, I hate Christmas. It's the most miserable time of year for me.
