I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.

We’re here. I slept a lot. On the plane. On the second plane. After lunch. After dinner.

Then I woke up at 3am and couldn’t get back to sleep.

I’ve a headache.

All I can think of is breakfast, but I want some chye tow kway, black one. And preferably, the soggier, breakfast type with more egg. Not the crispy lunch/dinner type though if I could get that now I wouldn’t complain.

Head hurts!