Sleepless night.

I'm spending the night at Stansted Airport tonight. I didn't expect trying to fall asleep in a public space would be so tough.

I've been staring at the ceiling for the whole night, I've counted the sheeps, I've sung to myself, and I'm still widely awake. That's ridiculous. I think, perhaps, deep down inside of me is being really excited about going away; or, I simply feel naked just because I don't have a duvet over me. I sound like Charlie in Snoopy now.

Anywayz. 90 minutes until I can check in and get my boarding pass. Could time please pass by slightly quicker? I want some sleep.
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