The rain and wind against the window sounds like radio static. I couldn't sleep but I had to be awake in five hours. I was tempted to post this blog as the earliest of the year, at least in terms of time of day. But, I think wisely, decide against. The 48-hour turnaround from night to day shift is brutal. Even 24 hours post-night shift I struggle to wake at 9am and feel extremely drowsy.
Nevertheless I do manage to wake myself from a deep slumber (this is my new favourite word) at 5.15am. The drive is uneventful, but minute by minute the days get longer. It's nearly been a month since the shortest day of the year and slowly but shortly the days get longer. The light at the end of a long winter is still far off in the distance, but it is visible now.
I don't even mind the cold or the wind or the rain, it's the short days which I hate. Arriving at work in the dark and leaving it in the dark is insufferable. The cold, however, is tolerable.
I look forward to an ever so slightly longer day tomorrow.
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