…don’t know when I’ll be back again..
Actually, that’s a lie. I’ll be back next week.
I have mixed feelings about red-eyes. The glass is half full side of me thinks they’re great! I don’t miss anything in California on the day that I leave and I get in early the next morning on the east coast to actually be able to do things during the day. The glass is half empty side of me thinks they’re terrible because I don’t get a lot of sleep and I always have a connecting flight.
My flight tonight that gets me into New York tomorrow lands in Atlanta at 6:something am and I arrive in New York at 9:30am. That’s perfect! I’ll have all day tomorrow to do stuff but the downside is that I probably won’t have gotten much sleep on the plane because of screaming children or sex on the airplane — I bet you know which one is more likely.
One of the things I don’t like about leaving is the amount of prep I need to do before I actually go. My roommate is still out of town and she’ll be back when I get back next week. So I have to not leave the place really gross, which isn’t an issue. I’m just lazy and don’t want to do it.