Night Shift

This was a story I made up when I was still doing nothing at the office. Not the typical kind of story, but hey, that's how my thoughts worked that time.

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Night Shift

Alas-7 ng umaga. Karamihan ng tao, kapag mga ganitong oras, nagsisimula nang kumilos, mag-ayos para pumasok - maging opisina or paaralan. Pero hindi si Randolph. Kapag mga ganitong oras, pauwi pa lang siya galing trabaho. Kung sa karamihan magsisimula pa lang ang araw nila, kay Randolph, patapos pa lang ang nakalipas na araw.

Hindi naman na naging problema ang pagiging night shift. Kahit na ilang linggo pa lang, wala naman siyang nakitang problema. Hindi din kasi maiiwasan sa linya ng trabaho niya. Karamihan kasi ng kliente ng kompanya nila eh nasa kabilang ibayo ng mundo. Kapag gabi sa'tin, umaga sa kanila. At dahil kinakailangang gising din siya ng mga ganung panahon, minabuti na lamang niyang magpa-assign ng night shift.

Many reach out their hands, but I find none to take

I have acknowledged the fact that I have to stop being alone all the time. But the problem is, I cannot seem to get out of my shell. I have tried a lot of times, and in most of them, I would either end up being hurt, fooled, or betrayed.

Yeah, I know. I'm still playing the old song. Problem is, I cannot seem to find any other "me" who would want to walk the same path as I would. Or, at least, sing a different song with me. I even feel that in a crowd of people, I am alone.

I love listening to soft songs (or at least, not the hard metal types). And oftentimes, I tend to sympathize. It's as if I can relate it to parts of my life that most people don't know. I sing songs most people sing, but with a different interpretation.