The past few days i have been spending a fair amount of time outside and the routine is simple.
Work Day shift. Work Night Shift. Forego Sleep the morning after Night Shift. Go out in the Afternoon. Hang out till wee hours of the Morning.Go Home. Sleep. Wake up at 11. Repeat. Work Day Shift….
And because it goes on and on. i rarely use time to reflect and think. let alone reminiscence.
I entered my room on one occasion in the dead of the night/morning when everyone is asleep and two things happened simultaneously.
The whiff of the night air outside my room coupled with the silence of the night hit me straight in the face. It kinda brought back some emotions that i have not touched in a long while along with partially fragmented flashbacks.
Murphy is always right. And sometimes Choosing not to choose is not a choice even if you know the choices will inevitably bite you back in your ass.
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