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Dear Journal,
Going to the airport at 04:30 is not recommended. Though it would seem there would be few cars on the road, this is non other than an illusion.
If on two hours you end up driving to the airport and a taxi pulls in front of you, don't become upset because the taxi doesn't fit your expectations of how a taxi should be.
As it was, when on my merry way to the airport this morning, a taxi pulled in front of me. As I imagined it to be no big deal, because taxis usually drive like crazed madmen, this taxi decided to take a Sunday-drive approach to the departure wing.
There it was, an ugly taxi, with its unwashed exterior all covered with a grimmy coat of smog, in my way, going a maximum, 25 miles per hour. Imagine the agony I had to suffer.
The few second that it took for the taxi to finally merge to his respected area seemed an eternity to me. I was aware, enough, that I was suffering from lack of sleep, but in this knowledge I found no solitude.
Soon enough, all was well as I finally was back home and quickly returning to dreamland.
自作自受