Working Nights ~

The smell of wood burning as you break the plane of your door, ready to rest your feet from your long night, all you want to do is let your Head hit the floor. Your eyes exhausted from the focus behind the safety glass, will the dryness fade as I close my eyes at last. My dreams scare me awake, thoughts of what I need to do and what I might have forgot, I just need more time in my day, sadly I always burn the midnight oil more than not. My bodies ability to recover like days past are forgotten and consumed in tomorrow’s duties pre draining me mentally. As the sun burns through my blinds, crawling slowly across my face, I know my alarm will trigger a sound that will stress my emotions all over the place. My day begins just like a Groundhog dream, will it end just like it began or will it prove me wrong once again?