Third night shift in a row and my sleep schedule is just gone at this point.
Ended up doodling in my notebook again around 3am, some plant sketch has like six versions now!
Ran into a coworker in the break room yesterday and I genuinely didn’t know if I should say more than “hi.” We used to actually talk before all this started but now it’s just…
Anyone else’s brain get weird after too many night shifts in a row?