I woke up in the tiny hours of the morning to catch a flight out of SLC, connecting through Phoenix, to get to O’Hare. Unfortunately, once I was in SkyHarbor, I got stuck there most of the day thanks to this Chicago “storm” and a comely pile of cancelled flights.
I finally managed to get myself onto a flight to O’Hare (and experience the almost self-indulgent guilt of being one of about two people to do so, right in front of crowds of other passengers who weren’t able to manage it)… and by the time I land in the evening in O’Hare, my luggage is lost.
This fscking sucks. 🙁
Just as importantly, I can’t charge my phone because the charger is in my luggage. I’ve already exhausted most of the battery talking to people… there’s almost no talk time left.
I guess I’ll just go to bed. I could use a little escapism right now… but I don’t like being able to hear myself think this much. It’s sort of difficult to deal with.