I left the party Friday and went home to finish packing. This was way harder than I thought to separate what I needed and wanted, what I could live without and the harsh realization, much like Jack, I own random, mostly unnecessary shit. My parents and I left for the airport around 1230 almost 1am and took what seemed like the never ending drive down to John Wayne Airport. I forgot that it is located pretty much in San Diego.
When we did get to the airport it was closed. No, that's not a type-o folks, it was funking closed. Dead. 3 TSA agents, some guy vacuuming and me. I convinced my parents that we should go hang out at IHOP for at least an hour to see if it opens and so I can get some coffee. I was afraid of falling asleep and the possibilities of the following: 1) missing my flight 2) having someone steal my stuff 3) ending up doing something weird in my sleep in front of everyone 4) someone touching me. Why is 4 the last thing I was worried about? Good question.
So its my parents and me at an IHOP with about 20 severely drunk younger groups of what looked like club goers and flight attendants. Everyone was wearing way too short of a skirt and I'm not really sure if they were all girls. When we entered you could hear and smell some poor bastard who couldnt hold his liquor well for shit giving it all back to the drain in the bathroom. My parents had breakfast, I had 2 cups of coffee and by 330 in the morning they really didnt care if I had to wait on the curb. So they left me, in a nice way, and I parked myself inside until the airport opened at 5am. You think airports are boring?? Try being in one when NO ONE is there. It was a hoot! I waited for my flight and in all of my tiredness punched out this short story some time later. Enjoy! Story
One of the 3 books Im reading and kept me awake, entertained and untouched. I read 3 books at a time. Cant really tell you why. ADD much??
I must say, reading your little short story was a lot more interesting than my math class. You're a great writer, very animated. Anyways I have to warn you that i'll be commenting on a lot of your posts because A) I want to :) and B) I don't want you to think that nobody is reading this, because then you will stop writing like last time, and we don't want that to happen so I am just warning you haha. That picture at the airport looks like you were drunk, you might have felt that way though between the lack of sleep and caffeine overload, that is kinda how I feel right now. Well, good luck today!! Don't scare the kiddies!
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