It happens with the stopwatch precision of a wartime commandos raid: Every fucking night before I need to wake up early and travel, I cannot sleep. Tonight, for this alone not to be shit enough, it´s also about 25 C, which makes my room unbearable.

I go into some sort of extreme alert mode. I ain´t losing a flight in my lifetime. No fucking way. God knows that well.

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