Sep 09, 2011 00:42
It's 20 to 1 in the morning.
I have to be in work at 8am.
I have to make my way to Manchester airport straight after work.
And I'm just... staring with hatred at my suitcase. I haaaaate packing. I should just get it done. And then I can go to bed and stop sitting here, thinking about how tired I am.
If I just continue staring at it, perplexed, it may right itself.