By FoundWanting

Facing the day

One of the very few things I miss about shift work was witnessing changes in the different times of the day. Not just the transition from night to day or vice versa but the variations in temperature, sights, sounds, smells and moods.
One of the even fewer things I enjoy about getting up at 3:45am for work is that I experience some of those changes in a new day.
The morning tram ride into the city almost always has added entertainment value. This is in the form of the manageable number of characters, from workers en route to the bind of another days wage to sleepy drunks en route in warmth and security to ... well somewhere.
The short 20 minute journey also provides space, not just from the imminent rush and bustle of the human tide but for thoughts ... just thoughts ...

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