I poured my morning cup of coffee, sat down, and picked up the newspaper. “NEW DISNEYLAND PARK SET FOR PARIS”. I had always wanted to go to Paris again, but never found the time. My coffee was a little hotter than usual; I wasn’t used to making it, so I struggled with finding a good amount of cream and sugar. Painful, I thought, but It’ll wake me up. After finishing my coffee and reading the comics (Blondie had always been my favorite), I walked out the door to my car. When I turned the key in the ignition, I looked to my right like I always did. Just like every morning, my heart sunk. All I could see was the passenger window.