Habits that creep up on you.
People doing their small annoying things.
Ignoring the realities of the day.
Sleeping when you should be rising.
Driving yourself to finish
the one last mission in the game
before realizing the hour in the early early morning.
Despairing of the plague fatigue
as it keeps you from walking outside.
Neighbours complain of loud noises at night.
And yet
you’re the good guy.
Saturn's Premier Poet 