I began my morning at 7am after 4.5hrs of sleep. I got up, got dressed, finished packing, and set off.
“12 Hours in a car, that should be no problem…”
Boy was I mistaken.
The first 4 hours were fine, a normal stretch for me.
The next 4 hours were filled with me trying to figure out how to entertain my mind.
The final 4 hours were the worst. Every 5 minutes I would glance at the clock dreaming of the moment I could step out of the car.
Finally, that moment came. 12 hours, done.