A missive from Orlando airport

This time I thought I was being so good and so responsible. I booked midday flights both in and out and left myself plenty of time to sleep and recuperate. Nonetheless, I still feel like deaaaaaath, and I totally messed up all my daily routines and didn’t meet any of my extremely modest productivity goals. How did this happen? I need to make better life decisions.

Oh well, at least I had a good time.