I walked all the way down to the very end of A gate to attempt to sleep. I arranged my belongings to form a tent around me with everything tied to my person, just in case some decided that the pink/purple suitcase I was traveling with was something of great interest to them. Anyway, I slept maybe a total of 2 hours with horrible dreams of the pathogen infested airport carpet and how it will be the end of us all, sooner or later. I was the only soul around for as many gates as you could see until a faceless man showed up around 230am and moved in across the street at the next closest A gate. My first dream was that this faceless intruder was an airport thief and he waited till you were asleep then went in for the grab. I had one eye open the entire time, just watching him. Never did see his face. I did however meet a wonderful 65 year old woman who worked the 9pm to 5am shift and was retiring in 3 months. She didn't look a day over 40!