this morning #1105.

this morning, they let me check in early. i have to assume that they took one look at me, disheveled & mostly broken after my journey, and took pity on me. after all, anyone who shows up at such an ungodly hour probably has one hell of a reason. i sure did. they don’t know the half of it. there are an extensive array of explanations. that continuing storm outside is just the foundation. because of said storm, the bus had to maneuver around a downed bridge. i was only on that bus because the storm nixed flying as an option. ten hours later than i’d expected, i’d arrived. no one died. i just had to rest for a few & hope that when i woke up, i’ll no longer regret traveling for this wedding.