C'mon January

I know all this will pass. But damn I'm tired. Been here since a quarter to six and I did get what I wanted accomplished. However, I'm starting to feel the five hours of sleep and all the caffeine has me jacked. I so could use some bourbon and a cigarette. Alas, I don't smoke and I think my employers would frown on a little something extra in my coffee.

And then there's the stress of the push and pull. I know I just need to bear down and ride it out. But in the end none of this shit will matter. All that matters is getting home on time nowadays. So I'll keep the early mornings for working while they sleep so I can see their pretty blue eyes when I get home.