The good thing about the time change is that it gives me more time that I can be out during normal hours without worrying about my special skin condition. I don't have to worry about my flesh burning and blistering. I can walk among the day shifters.
The bad thing about the time change is the sun rising before I get off of work. It means more than my fair share of rushing from the building to the underground parking lot, driving carefully, and then pulling my car straight into the garage.
I've met a new 'friend', about 8 months back. She's keeping me well fed, if you know what I mean, in every possible way. She's a thick girl, but I don't care. She lets me drink deeply of her. More on her later, another day. I have patients to deal with. I mean, their dead, but I still have to deal with them.
I love the fresh ones.
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