I happen to be late, especially in the morning. I just like to lay in bed, who doesn’t?
I missed a train a few times. I remember being late the first day of school, once. I had never missed an airplane, anyway. In the last few years I had become better and learnt to plan better how long it would take to get somewhere and be ready on time.
This morning, unfortunately, the alarm rang at 4:30, but apparently I turned it off without even opening my eyes. I woke up at 7:20 wondering when I’d have to get up to get the airplane. My flight was scheduled for 7:25 so of course I did not make it. Now I’m stuck in Dublin until tomorrow as the flight in the afternoon was fully booked and I could not find a decent flight today.
Greetings from Ireland, then.