Sunday night / Monday morning: It’s way past midnight and I’ve got work tomorrow, but the adrenaline is pumping and I think I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep anyway.
I’m doing lists. To-do lists, packing lists. I’ve packed my bag twice already, both times my stuff fit without any trouble, but then I thought about something that I had forgotten and had to do it all over again. I will probably empty my bag again tomorrow and pack it a third and fourth time, just to be perfectly safe. Or is it seventh time’s the charm?
I have a total of thirteen hours of flying on thursday, I’ll have plenty of time to sleep then.