Once more I say adieu sunshine!
When will I see you again and behold your sweet rays?
When will the fresh morning breeze invigorate me once more for a new day’s work?
When will I wake up to the chirping of birds and the tantalizing wet dew drops in the grass?
When will the euphoria of working in the morning, like any normal sane person, recur once more?
Was it a bad move? To claim that night should have been better off than early morning schedules?
Was I wrong when I said that it was better to have a night shift than a shift that starts at 4am? Or at 6am? considering I am 2 hours away from the work site?
Now that the moon is once again my companion, and the sun, my elusive dream, I am not so sure I made such the right moves.
Oh when indeed will my life regain some semblance of normalcy?
When indeed?
