Before I go, I take one last look in the mirror, barely being able to keep my eyes open and I ask myself once more how I got in this s**t and how I am going to survive it. But I already know the answer to the first question and the answer to the second one is a complete mystery to me, so I let it go for now and resume to checking if I resemble a human being in this moment. It is a more important matter now.
I am wearing a pair of black loose jeans, but not that loose because they round perfectly on my ass, some cute boots that I hope won't be a pain in the ass along the way, and a comfy well-fitted green sweater, because first, I don't want to bother with some office clothes the whole flight, and second, I still want to look nice. Well, as much as I don't want to admit it out loud, I stil
