| Sunday, May 8 |
Cranky
People ask me why I hate so much travel. Perhaps this will shed some light. Leave Friday 7am. Listen to Pomp & Circumstance. Twice. Get home Sunday 7:45pm. Unpack. Repack. Leave for airport by 4:15am. Experience the joys of air travel. Work from 8am to 10pm. Play nice with coworkers. Live out of suitcase. Sleep. In a bed not your own. Work from 8am to 5pm. Again experience the joys of air travel. Arrive home 9pm. Unpack. Again. And the best part... Repeat again in a day or two. Roughly 110 hours, about 8 of them home. 5 of those 8 sleeping. Yeah. Travel is so glamorous. SOTD: Matthew Ryan, Return to Me
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