I know it is selfish...

...to complain about the trivial with so much sorrow in the world,
but I still am not overly fond of driving to work in the dark.

Circadianilly, we were meant to rise with the sun. I am at work,
in the catacombs of corporate worship when the sun rises,
the sun sets while I am still encased in concrete.

Oh, well, back to the wheel...
=30=