6am Monday, July 10th.
Hungover and exhausted from the Journey concert the night before, we packed the car to drive to Dallas to catch our flight to New York City. We couldn’t have been more excited.
So, blah blah blah, we were tired and driving and slightly hungover.
We were laughing and enjoying our drive fabulously!
Then, halfway through the drive to Dallas, my car started doing this scary thing where it sounded like a jet engine about to take off. My car was losing power for a moment each time the loud, jet engine noise happened and we had no idea if we would make it to the airport. At all.
So, ya know, stress. Woo hoo.
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