A Fizzled Grand Scheme

I planned on creating a detailed account of my morning that started in Michigan and ended in New York City. While lying in bed, wide awake, a few hours before my alarm was set to go off, I concocted something that only a sleep deprived person could conjure up. A grand plan involving pictures, short quips and what I thought would otherwise be nothing less than pure hilarity. However, due to a series of unexpected circumstances including a near missed flight and an actually very nice North Terminal in Detroit, my grand scheme fizzled out like a Chinese sparkler.

Here is what I had developed until the fear of missing my flight into New York City scared me so bad I couldn't touch my camera until I uploaded these pictures. Plus, the weather was sort of cloudy and dull today in Queens; not the most conducive backdrop for picture-taking. I guess if I were more artistic I could do something all cool looking or whatever involving the gray clouds in my pictures but I'm not, so I pretty much gave up. Anyways, here is a look in pictures at the morning of May 27th in between the hours of 4:39AM and 5:29AM.

(Notice I woke up before my alarm went off. Real men don't need silly things like alarms.)
(A stocked fridge is something I've missed ever since high school when I lived at home on a more permanent basis, well, and that one semester I dropped out of school.)
(A stocked cupboard of essential carbohydrates complements any stocked fridge.)
(The coffee is to clear up any confusion as to whether it's 5:02 AM or PM. So yeah, it's the AM.)
(I'm going to miss driving my car. I love car.)
(I'm going to miss lamp. I love lamp.)

Following these pictures I planned on documenting all the cups of coffee I would be drinking to keep me wired, but I had no time in the airport to nab a cup and a cup on the plane would have cost $3. Spirit Airlines, I'm calling you out, are you serious? I also wanted to document the drastic price change of coffee in Michigan versus New York, but the cup I'm sipping on at Brooklyn Bagel is $1.47, a far cry from a price hike. I also wanted to take pictures of what I thought would be a dilapidated North Terminal at Metro Airport, but it was actually nice as I wrote earlier. In my ignorance, I figured no one takes pictures in the North Terminal and my candid photos would help make airport employees proud of their work because it is largely overshadowed by the state-of-the-art McNamara Terminal next door. To my surprise, the North Terminal even had those cool escalator-without-the-stairs, conveyor belt things that make people walk super fast. They do pose an issue for old ladies trying to get off though. So the plan fizzled for the most part. It was a dumb idea and now it's best I move on to documenting some other sort of stupid scheme or, I don't know, maybe prepare for a summer of work.