Alex

Another trip to Kansas to see my grandparents.

The tenth to fifth day passed fairly quickly.

On the fourth day, I cleaned my car inside and out.

On the third day, I packed all the entertainment items, and the second day, I packed all the essentials, and finally, on the last day of the day of the trip, I wished I had never left my house.

I started off well enough, I got up bright and early.

At about 5.30 in the morning, too jazzed to possibly sleep anymore, I took a shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face, picked out a cozy outfit, and made sure I had extra masks in my car, just in case.

I had coffee and threw some in a travel mug.

I was floating on cloud nine with excitement.

It didn't take long to get my things into the trunk.

I was a light backer.

I headed to the gas station.

It was still early in the morning and it was a Sunday, so it was pretty vacant in the lot.

I pulled up to the pump closest to the door.

I strolled inside.

I wasn't in a rush.

I decided it was probably a good idea to head the restroom even though I wasn't positive I had to go.

I didn't want to stop again until I got out of Ohio and into Indiana makes better time that way.

The first thing I noticed when I got in the bathroom was that it was occupied by someone.

There were no stalls in this small gas station bathroom.

It was just a room with a toilet.