Home From Work
As I am on my way home from work, I can't think of how nice it will be to kick off my boots, grab a cold beer, and fall asleep on the recliner. Working the night shift has that effect on you. I pull in to the drive-way at seven in the morning. Just in time to see the sun rise, and hear the birds chirping. It's gonna be another nice day. Too bad I have to sleep through most of it. But the good thing is, it is my last shift...