I’m at Reykjavik Keflavik airport and my body doesn’t have a fucking clue what is going on. It’s 4:09am but despite having passed out with ambien on my flight (and eaten pizza in a daze I’d smuggled aboard) I’m freaking starving. Looking forward to being back in a bed, in Hamsterjam not so much.
What you got planned for the day? Hope you’re not up as early as me.