4am
I can barely stand up
Two hours of sleep
Pale
I take my shower
Dress
Close my luggage
Carry it down the steps
Slip
Hold to the ramp
Relieved
Might be that this luggage is heavier than me
I head towards the dark kitchen
Grab blindly bread, butter, and raspberry jam
& Finally leave the house with a san pellegrino bottle under my arm
This is how began my 14 hour journey to NY.
1 comment:
the story of my life darling!! teehee...
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