The downside to working
the night shift:
The only people awake when you get off
are drunks, insomniacs, vampires,
and you.
Sleep would come
Unbidden,
If I bothered to lie down for a short second,
but being left alone for the weekend,
and wound up from unsatisfying work
leaves me awakened and
buzzed on exhaustion.
So I
partake in Alone Time Behavior.
Bad teen comedies are my guilty pleasure,
and I wonder inanely if your newly done
self pedicure looks as good as the girl’s on
the T.V.
Before you know it,
it’s 4 AM,
and you’ve got less than three hours before you
have to pretend
you’re a Church Person.
Just enough time to
masturbate.
Nobody does funny and sad like you.
Welcome to the life of a bipolar. But I didn’t think this post was sad…
Well I did. In some ways. Nice but sad. Or maybe wistful?