Up at 5am on Monday in the middle of Winter,
Snoozed for five minutes, seemed like two seconds, hoped it would go on forever,
Threw off the blanket and sat up rather quickly,
Felt the full force of Winter\u2019s fury, fuck going to work I\u2019m chucking a sickie.
But I pushed on, ignoring the sweet call of the mattress,
He who has the gold ain\u2019t scared of no cold, gotta make sacrifices on the way to greatness,
Stood up and stretched, gathered my work wear before heading for the showers.
Six minutes steaming, didn\u2019t want it to end, carrying on a conversation in my head,
Stepped out at the count of three, cold chills attacked, almost had me doing jumping jacks.
Got dressed up, ready to roll, had a quick breakfast before heading out the door,
No time to feast when you\u2019re living on the fast lane,
Time is short, gotta keep my mind on the game,
This will be a long day, the week\u2019s barely started,
Hopped into the car and gunned it, still too early to deal with traffic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Parked the car at the library, five minute walk to the station followed,
Body no longer feels hollow, total opposite to my eyes,
These peepers have yet to energize,
Walked through the back of the mighty shopping mall,
Revamped a few times through the years though vandals did a number on the walls,
This wide open space still devoid of crowds, like a mass exodus had gone down,
A few short hours will bring change, shoppers and junkies will soon populate this place,
Benches remain unoccupied, covered in bird shit, the result of sitting directly beneath trees,
A mob of galahs got their party mode on whooping and hollering as they please,
Caterwauling up the branches like hyperactive kids on Red Bull,
Passed through the trees and felt the brunt of their noise in full,
Mocking and taunting, perhaps? At the human weaklings that can\u2019t handle the early morning,
\u2018Gotta bundle up in the cold and rain? How\u2019d they place themselves atop the food chain?\u2019
Paid those feathered fools no mind, I\u2019m just trying to stay awake,
Taking comfort in the fact that I won\u2019t have to finish late.
Left those birds behind and kept on moving,
Train must be here soon, got no time for goofing,
Broke into a powerwalk, became a half-walk half-run,
The cold air like acid as it scraped against my lungs,
Made it to the train station in time with five minutes to spare,
Already a few souls on my platform, equally zombified with blank stares,
Listening to this tune by 2Pac on my ipod, remix of an old song,
Inferior to the original, still I nod my head along,
The train arrives, chugging lazily before coming to a halt,
The driver\u2019s face said it all, he\u2019d rather be curled up in bed like a ball.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sat on the top level of a middle carriage, two others there to keep me company,
Early starts and winter mornings are a toxic marriage, I guess I\u2019ll just think about the money,
Still dark outside, the air at North Pole levels,
Turning up my earphones until it\u2019s at dangerous decibels,
The train stops at my destination, time to spring into action,
Seven hours of hard grind just to bring home the bacon.
Now the sun\u2019s rising, the dark of night fades to an early morning purple,
Shivering through my coat and sweater, man I hate this weather.
Approaching my building now, let\u2019s put on a happy face,
I step in and pass through reception, at least there\u2019s heating in this place. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Up at 5am on Monday in the middle of Winter,Snoozed for five minutes, seemed like two seconds, hoped it would go on forever,Threw off the blanket and sat up rather quickly,Felt the full force of Winter\u2019s fury, fuck going to work I\u2019m chucking a sickie.But I pushed on, ignoring the sweet call of the mattress,He … <\/p>\n