Night Shift Blues

I usually get the night shift blues.

 

It builds up in the few hours I have each day before starting work. It has nothing to do with the work itself. I like what I am doing as well as the quiet atmosphere of a hospital at night. It isn't the time of the day, either. If I was left on my own, I'd fall into a rhythm much like night shifts, anyway. Preparing for exams when I was still studying showed this to me, as within a week, my biorhythm cheerfully made me stay up till the early morning while trying to get some more knowledge into tired grey matter.

 

What makes night shifts awful is how it is just not compatible with other people's lives, including those of my family. I am always tired, as sleeping at home is limited to the minimum necessary to stay functioning, as otherwise, I didn't have time to see my family at all. Being at work for nearly thirteen hours doesn't leave room for much more than sleep, clean and eat.

 

To make up for this, I sometimes take my camera to work. I rarely find the time to take pictures there, and the few pictures I take aren't likely to be showing up here due to my employer's media policy, but I took this picture from the street behind the hospital while going there, so I guess it's safe.

 

I posted it to Twitter before, but I feel like it deserves a place here on my Flickr stream.

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