So here I am, in Seattle Travelodge North Aurora. I'm impressively far from the university (about 3.3 miles to be exact), I haven't checked in with the University yet, and the hotel cuts bare standards of decent. I'm incredibly jetlagged, my stomach's all over the place, and I'm not sure what time it's supposed to be.

I'm sure things'll look up soon, as they always do. It's just that for 45 minutes just now, I was impressively close to bawling my eyes out because I was so depressed and upset and confused and lost. Then I rolled off to sleep. I don't feel much better but I'm doing ok.

To a better tomorrow then. Bon voyage y'all.