You wake up in the morning, way before the usual time. The silence is daunting as the moon sits high on the celestial throne, as ominous as ever. You swore you heard a cricket, or maybe a trick the mind has played on you, as gleeful as the wide awake tabby cat sitting quietly outside, as though enjoying the early breeze. You take to work, an apparent result of backlog. You procrastinated, and perhaps fate dealt you a chance for redemption. Fatigue took control the night before, rendering a sleep... read more
