The alarm rang ten minutes after I woke up;
It's rare that I get a good nights sleep before a travel day.
Showered, dressed, and kissed the puppies goodbye.
We arrived to an empty airport—apparently the only time LAX is calm: 4AM.
I reacted like a First grader when they lose their favorite toy when I discovered that Starbucks was closed, and wouldn't open until after we take off.
The drama continued when I realized that I'm going to be on a three hour flight sitting next to a man who smells like Robert Downey Jr's breath (before rehab.)
This is #TheGlamorousLife!
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