Choo Choo

Tomorrow I'm going back to the Netherlands for a few days. This means I'll have to spend 4 to 5 hours (if I'm lucky) looking at this and trying not to fall asleep lest someone steal all my personal belongings:

Jealous? You should be

I'm already dreading the smelly snacks the person sitting next to me will be eating. Their loud music. Their horizontally impressive physique. I'm practising my elbow tuck as we speak.

I still need to pack. I still need to clean. I'm tired. My stomach hurts. Wah wah wah. Maybe I'll finally invest in a nice rocking chair this year.