Third night shift this week and my body still doesn’t know what time zone it’s in.
Got home around 7am, told myself I’d sleep, ended up doodling in a notebook instead until almost 9. Brain just wouldn’t switch off.
Been keeping a little more distance from people at work lately, not in a bad way, just quieter than usual. Easier than explaining why I look like I haven’t slept.
Anyway. Coffee’s gone cold on the counter and I still haven’t decided if I’m going to bed or just staying up till my next shift.