bad company (prologue)

one more day. about 9 more hours.

location is everything, however, and today i am sitting in a place where i am destined to be bombarded with work until 2pm, when the reinforcements arrive. (usually, i'm covering for one person, but i'm covering for 2 today...)

5 hours to scrape through before 2nd shift arrives and i get some help.

i can subtract twenty minutes for a smoke break. some extended bathroom breaks. a little hiding beneath my desk.

i can run, but i can't hide.

here's praying for a mercifully light 5 hours... thinking short term now... just get me through the work day... get me through this work week and i can lose myself for the weekend... this is my prayer... amen.