American Airlines Flight Delay

We recently went to Kohler, Wisconsin, for a three-night getaway only minutes from a toilet factory. The morning started off fine; I woke up every hour, wondering why alarm hadn’t gone off, just to realize that it was only 1:30, 2:25, 3:50. Finally, it was 4:45am, only two hours from our board time at the airport, and we kicked into action. My bag was packed, and had been so for days, so I was ready. I took my first xanax while B showered, put on the clothes I had picked out a week ago, and questioned whether I had brought the right clothes and remembered the charger I purposefully have in triplicate so I can keep it in my suitcase. 

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