So. It’s 5:30 in the morning. I woke up at 4 after tossing and turning all night because I read a murder fic before I went to bed that freaked me out a little. Also because I was afraid I wasnt going to wake up on time. I got up, went outside, and started my parents car so I could drive it to the airport when I pick them up. Fast forward to now: I’m sitting in the area of the airport where you’re supposed to only park if you’re actively picking someone up. One of the fake security cops is glaring at me because I’m supposed to just be doing circles around the fucking airport but no I’m not gonna do that if there’s only me down here. My parents’ flight is fucking 30’minutes late. I’m probably not going to make it to work on time. And I woke up so early that none of the coffee shops were open so I’m without caffeine. This is going to be a wonderful day, I know it.