SadisticExcess

I have just gotten off from work. I was there at 0600 this morning and left about 20:30 (8:30pm) - No lunch, no break. Non stop bullshit all day long.

I can feel the ache in my eyes and the relief that begins as I keep them closed and massage the lids with my fingertips. I’ve removed my jacket. The tie was abandoned sometime ago - at the office I think. I could care less where at the moment. And while I need to eat, shower and pay attention to the cat that is purring at my feet - I am here typing.

Why? Who knows. Perhaps on some level I realize I am not fit for company. Any other time I would have taken the offers for dinner…in. The din of the bars and restaurants would be an overload. I need some quiet. Peace. A room filled with people shouting about their fish being overcooked, or their drink not being strong enough would trigger my impatience, and eventually anger. For the moment, I’ll avoid trying to control perfect strangers.

There is minimal noise in my house right now. The air outside is still. Silence. Even the click of the keyboard seems loud.

It is one of the rare times I could just be still and hold her in the crook of my shoulder, and, eventually, sleep.

Thrilling, I know. God help anyone who calls.