My watch says 7:47am. It's 11:47pm in Kansas. 6:47 in Slovenija. 1:47am in Nova Scotia. I am in Helsinki. Why? I don't know... I'm too tired to remember anything- I have not gotten a good night's sleep since Sunday. Is it Thursday? Thursday.
Apparently I can only sleep at really inconvenient times on this trip (while I am waiting in line for the bathrooms, while they're serving meals on flights, moments after my tea was delivered to my table in Manchester). Give me a solid chuck of time in a relatively-quiet airport after a full-energy fight just to stay awake on the airport shuttle bus, and I will defeat all odds and stay up throughout the night.
Still, I am safe. In 5 hours or so I will be at my somewhat-new home... and I cannot wait explore that place and figure out what that means. I'll probably let you know.
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