Trapped In The Cycle

6.30am:
The sound of my alarm rings out beside me, silently I  will it to stop… please, just 5 more minutes…

7.00am:
The lights flick on and I squeeze my eyes even tighter still, flinching away from the brightness. My uniform is laid out on the bed before me.

7.30am:
My coffee is thrust into my hands and I stumble out the door. Keys… lunch… handbag… I have everything… I think…

8.00am:
I can’t remember much of the drive but here I am, seated at my desk, the radio playing quietly in the background… only eight more hours…

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