Yesterday turned out to be an over-12 hour shift, so I am entering a building I’ve officially spent more time inside than my own house in the last 36 hours.
12 hours, 18 miles walking, and a new baseline for the concept of “cranky postman”. Hopefully, management will get the hint and leave me alone.
…I know, might as well wish for an automatic typing keyboard so the books will write themselves.
Unfortunately, this means there was no writing yesterday. I made it home in time to cook a large meal, setting up my lunch for the next day, and stayed awake just long enough to eat.
So now, it’s back to work with little sleep and physical strain getting to me. But at least I have company in my suffering.
Hopefully, things will slow down enough for me to get the writing done. Until then, there are letters to sling and miles to walk.
Stay safe out there, readers.
-JB Swift
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