Literally.
Thirty miles to Philadelphia and the car starts making a weird rattling noise. Good things. We turn around; now it's 1:30 and I'm sitting in the living room, waiting.
I find that depriving myself of sleep to the point where I don't really care about anything works really well for situations like this that involve a lot of waiting. Time just floats by without you noticing.
Ostensibly I'll be in NYC tomorrow. Ostensibly.
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