During this time the world is
silent. How many people wake up just the way that I do each day? Most don’t
have a clue, they have no idea that some people awake when they are finally
going to sleep after a night of partying. I start my days at three o’clock in
the morning. It’s a sad time to be awake. When you realize that you are the one
who gets things ready for those who are getting ready for work. You wonder who
gets things ready for you. You can’t easily drive to some fast food joint to
pick up a coffee like the people I serve do on a regular basis. No, rather you
have to make it at home or drive to some twenty four hour shop whose coffee has
been sitting for the past twelve hours because the rest of the world went to
bed a long time ago. I wonder if anyone else walks with the same sober stumbles
that I do. The only other people awake at this time walk with drunken paces.
Our grunts may sound the same but theirs are groans of a soon to be hang over
while mine are of a tired angry soul.
Aside for the occasional weary
traveler driving his car fast around the roundabout, there are not too many
sounds. Not even the sound of a cricket can be heard. The campus is much like a
ghost town at this time at night; rather this early in the morning the campus
is like a ghost town. It scares me to think that I am the only one purposely
awake at these hours. It saddens me to know that when I was in bed at six there
were others laughing and enjoying their freedom in college. That freedom is
something more of a luxury that I am unable to obtain. Summer will be here so,
maybe in her bosom I may enjoy the day light that she brings earlier in the
mornings. The students in this University may never know the joy of sleeping in
until nine o’clock, for so many of them that is a time they would see as having
to wake up early. I miss those naive days where your only focus was on the day
at hand rather than helping a company becomes more than twice its worth. Stress
is something that illuminates from me. Oh how I wish to hear the University as
I first remember her instead of being treated to her cold back side.