It's not that bad

3:57am, 12:57am.

Airport is a dead place populated with zombies. I am a zombie.

Being on the computer here, among the dead, reminds me of when I worked the graveyard shift somewhere on Wall Street.

The Jet Blue employee manning Gate E3 is using a public announcement device that is just a little too soft to be heard without stepping toward him a few paces.

I am killing time by... ;ziBz$xv/PbveyziyvxzlCav]-jv#/abvm$A/)vlD;z$x888

Gibberish, it's all gibberish at this hour, but it's 4:02am/1:02am and I've still got juice left in this laptop...