It all happened too fast.
I tried to figure out what in the hell was happening after an unsuccessful attempt to fall asleep. It was 3:00am and I was frustrated that I couldn’t get comfortable in the driver’s seat of my car. I couldn’t put the seat down, or even lean it back, because my entire back seat was stuffed with my belongings. So was the passenger seat. I had a t-shirt acting as a curtain on my driver’s side window to keep the headlights of the big rigs out of my face. Of course, that made it way to hot in my car. It was July and I was in Texas, and apparently the rest area my dad and I had pulled over at was situated in the most active mosquito spawning area in the USA. If the windows were up, I was sweating to death. If the windows were down, I was being eaten alive by mosquitos.