Day two and I can’t handle my shit.
I am so bloody exhausted right now, and coffee did nothing to help. I haven’t slept in thirty hours, and I am starting to loose it. I passed out reading twenty minutes ago across my laptop and books, and woke up ten minutes later in a panic that I had missed my flight. But no, I still have three and a half hours until I can even board. I saw this couple that were literally the definition of perfect. She had dark black hair and a floppy hat, black leather jeans, boots and a black faux-fir coat. (literally black on black on black) He had a skater bro look about him, to be honest I didn’t notice what he was wearing. It’s funny that girls get mad when guys don’t notice our hair color change a shade, or when we get our eyebrows done, but we don’t really do it for them do we? Nor notice what they look like more than a surface glance. Anyway, they were just so perfect together, and it made me really sad for some reason. I cannot wait for the day that I get to travel with someone. The couple was so absorbed in their conversation with each other that they didn’t notice anything else, they would never, could never, be bored. I envied that, not because I can’t be independent, but because I am really alone for the first time ever, in a place where I know absolutely no one. It’s not a bad thing necessarily, it makes you grateful for the times you did know people, and it makes you step out of your comfort zone. I met a guy from Latvia a few hours ago. He was dropping off his mother and while she was in the bathroom we just happened to make awkward eye contact long enough where we had to say something to make it not awkward. He is skiing in Breckenridge this January. And from Latvia. So that is what I know about him. And his name, Lio, no last name.
The city was so beautiful flying in this morning. I have (inevitably) caught a head cold, as is tradition when flying anywhere, so I didn’t sleep at all while in the air, do to constantly having to blow my nose (on paper I had found and tried to mash up to make it into a napkin-type material). But watching the city lights of ABQ fade away into the dark, and the new even brighter, bigger and highly gridded lights of NYC come into view, was pretty incredible. We flew out across the ocean before turning around and landing. There were a few boats in the water, shimmering like sporadically placed stars, and they winked up at me, promising a safe landing. One light was especially bright, it was a little flame just dancing on the salty waves, so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Every time I looked away I had to crane my neck back to take one last peek. Landing was very smooth, first time ever for that really. The older couple next to me had slept all night, and I hated them for it. Not really, they had kind eyes but didn’t say one word to one another. I just need sleep, and a tired me is a bitchy me. I forgot how expensive Airport food it, dropped a good twenty on a coffee, Vitaminwater and turkey sandwich. Like really? Ouch.
But I needed it. I didn’t eat last night before my flight out, (bad move) and black out for half a second on the train to my Terminal at six am. I’ve never blacked out before, and it’s not what you think. Everything just goes quiet but you can still see, then after what seems like ages it all goes dark, in spotty areas though, not consistently. I didn’t fall, just sat down real hard. So word of warning future travelers, EAT SOME FOOD! And stay hydrated.
Anyway, I don’t have wifi cause I’m not signing up to pay 6 dollars a month for it, so this will be posted later. Bag check time.
I am so bloody exhausted right now, and coffee did nothing to help. I haven’t slept in thirty hours, and I am starting to loose it. I passed out reading twenty minutes ago across my laptop and books, and woke up ten minutes later in a panic that I had missed my flight. But no, I still have three and a half hours until I can even board. I saw this couple that were literally the definition of perfect. She had dark black hair and a floppy hat, black leather jeans, boots and a black faux-fir coat. (literally black on black on black) He had a skater bro look about him, to be honest I didn’t notice what he was wearing. It’s funny that girls get mad when guys don’t notice our hair color change a shade, or when we get our eyebrows done, but we don’t really do it for them do we? Nor notice what they look like more than a surface glance. Anyway, they were just so perfect together, and it made me really sad for some reason. I cannot wait for the day that I get to travel with someone. The couple was so absorbed in their conversation with each other that they didn’t notice anything else, they would never, could never, be bored. I envied that, not because I can’t be independent, but because I am really alone for the first time ever, in a place where I know absolutely no one. It’s not a bad thing necessarily, it makes you grateful for the times you did know people, and it makes you step out of your comfort zone. I met a guy from Latvia a few hours ago. He was dropping off his mother and while she was in the bathroom we just happened to make awkward eye contact long enough where we had to say something to make it not awkward. He is skiing in Breckenridge this January. And from Latvia. So that is what I know about him. And his name, Lio, no last name.
The city was so beautiful flying in this morning. I have (inevitably) caught a head cold, as is tradition when flying anywhere, so I didn’t sleep at all while in the air, do to constantly having to blow my nose (on paper I had found and tried to mash up to make it into a napkin-type material). But watching the city lights of ABQ fade away into the dark, and the new even brighter, bigger and highly gridded lights of NYC come into view, was pretty incredible. We flew out across the ocean before turning around and landing. There were a few boats in the water, shimmering like sporadically placed stars, and they winked up at me, promising a safe landing. One light was especially bright, it was a little flame just dancing on the salty waves, so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. Every time I looked away I had to crane my neck back to take one last peek. Landing was very smooth, first time ever for that really. The older couple next to me had slept all night, and I hated them for it. Not really, they had kind eyes but didn’t say one word to one another. I just need sleep, and a tired me is a bitchy me. I forgot how expensive Airport food it, dropped a good twenty on a coffee, Vitaminwater and turkey sandwich. Like really? Ouch.
But I needed it. I didn’t eat last night before my flight out, (bad move) and black out for half a second on the train to my Terminal at six am. I’ve never blacked out before, and it’s not what you think. Everything just goes quiet but you can still see, then after what seems like ages it all goes dark, in spotty areas though, not consistently. I didn’t fall, just sat down real hard. So word of warning future travelers, EAT SOME FOOD! And stay hydrated.
Anyway, I don’t have wifi cause I’m not signing up to pay 6 dollars a month for it, so this will be posted later. Bag check time.