this morning #593.

this morning, everyone around her had elevated levels of enthusiasm about their upcoming excursion. tomorrow, they’d head out for a week in mexico, a trip that had her worried on so many levels. none of them spoke spanish. one of them was prone to panic attacks. another had a habit of getting drunk & picking fights, a scenario that seemed even more disastrous in a foreign country. personally, she was worried that she’d get down there, learn that her paycheck hadn’t cleared & be forced to mooch off her friends the entire time. even if none of these things tripped up their trip, there was always the chance that they’d get kidnapped & ransomed. why couldn’t they just go to miami again?