
A week of double shifts, working both jobs has left me feeling my age and a bit of someone else's. Sleep was the wiser choice today.
Now it's time to get dressed and go to the office, where the coffee is free and the people are warm. There will be more material for the book that provides the running commentary for my day, and the voices in my head will keep me company on the subway. They've already started whispering that the days will now start getting shorter. I've already told them to shut up.