This is the worst part of traveling - the part where I think, "What the fuck? Why am I going anywhere? I like it here!" Instead, I have to get up at 4:15 in in the fucking morning (I'm getting all the fucks out before hanging out with kids) to drive to park to take a shuttle to take a plane to take a plane to take a plane to take a plane to rent a car to drive two hours if I don't get lost to turn around and drive another two hours the next day to take a plane to just show up to take a plane to take a plane to take a plane to take a plane to take a plane to take a shuttle to get my truck to drive home and collapse into a puddle of travel exhaustion before I fail out of law school.
But, I have underwear packed now so it's all good. Underwear really is the most important thing. I mean, toothpaste I can borrow and toothbrush I can buy. But if I buy new underwear, I'd have to wash it before i can wear it, which adds a whole nother stress level (I like broken apart a ... nother).
I have so much studying to do before Tuesday and I'm not sure how that's going to work out.
But, I can't stress about it now. All I can is sleep so I can get a few good hours of studying in tomorrow on that plane ... to a plane ... to a ... you get the idea.
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