Five Hours

Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. I am stuck in Denver for 5 hours with absolutely nothing to do. I’m coughing my lungs up. I feel absolutely terrible. I just want to get home and see my mom. I know I complain a lot but this really is a predicament. Once I land in Tulsa at 8:00 we have to drive to Missouri and probably won’t get there until around midnight. I woke up at 5 this morning and at 6 yesterday. I wonder if someone can point me in the direction of the nearest bed or couch. I wish I were 21 because it seems luke the perfect time to hit the incredibly overpriced bar. I’ve been really cool about all this so far but if I get to Tulsa and my luggage isn’t there I will fucking lose it.