I want my own body, dammit!
I stumble into the Esprsso pump and order the largest, most caffienated beverage my bleary eyes can make out on the menu. I’m always so tired after she’s been in control. This is ridiculous. I’ve got to find some way to curb her, or get rid of her all together, maybe. Though I know the 2nd is a futile hope. As long as I can remember, she’s always been there, and what’s worse, she’s getting stronger. No matter how much I’d like to deny it.
Just thinking of the havoc she’s probably been wreaking, or trying to wreak, at least, makes me even wearier. I swear, if she doesn’t kill me, these crazy rotations will. I give a sigh of defeat as I take a sip of my drink and look at my watch. I have to be at the hospital in- oh shit, I think I missed my last shit. Blinking, just in case that will somehow miraculously make it be a different time, I check my watch again, forcing my brain to kick-start so I can mentally go over what I remembered of my schedule. No, I know I missed my last shift. They are SO going to kill me.
/Maybe if I show up early for my next shift…./
I’m so lost in my thoughts, trying to come up with new excuses for my missed shifts, I knock smack into a table trying to hurry out of the place, nearly knocking over it and its contents, not to mention coming damn close to spilling my own precious drops of caffeine over all three of us. The couple that is sitting there seemed to be having some sort of deep conversation, which I have obviously interrupted. Great. So not only do I ruin my own social life, I ruin other people’s too.
“Um, sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going and all,” I babble, doing my best to apologize in my still semi zombie like state.
Just thinking of the havoc she’s probably been wreaking, or trying to wreak, at least, makes me even wearier. I swear, if she doesn’t kill me, these crazy rotations will. I give a sigh of defeat as I take a sip of my drink and look at my watch. I have to be at the hospital in- oh shit, I think I missed my last shit. Blinking, just in case that will somehow miraculously make it be a different time, I check my watch again, forcing my brain to kick-start so I can mentally go over what I remembered of my schedule. No, I know I missed my last shift. They are SO going to kill me.
/Maybe if I show up early for my next shift…./
I’m so lost in my thoughts, trying to come up with new excuses for my missed shifts, I knock smack into a table trying to hurry out of the place, nearly knocking over it and its contents, not to mention coming damn close to spilling my own precious drops of caffeine over all three of us. The couple that is sitting there seemed to be having some sort of deep conversation, which I have obviously interrupted. Great. So not only do I ruin my own social life, I ruin other people’s too.
“Um, sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going and all,” I babble, doing my best to apologize in my still semi zombie like state.