saturday shift
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
working saturday should be illegal unless saturday night is legally extended. #
Worked today and it was insane. Everybody apparently wants to become golden immediately. One woman arrived nine minutes early and then complained she was waiting. I have been thinking about this for several hours and I still cannot solve the mathematics.
Yuri is coming later and I’m already dressed except makeup because I have learned that sitting down `”for ten minutes”` after a Saturday shift is how you accidentally wake up at 23:40 wearing one sock. Tonight dinner first, then house, then hopefully techno. Tomorrow I intend to become completely horizontal.
Monday I’ll be downstairs smiling politely again.
Balance.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.