I made it to nyc in one piece, but just barely. My flight was delayed during both portions of the flight. On the way down to Chicago at 3am, I thought I was going to die for sure. It could
have been the road that I was looking at, or an icy river that was located in some alternate acid-induced universe.
Tonight we are off to eat, and then we will see where the night takes us. I’ve only had one cig today. Pretty amazing.