Here Comes the Sun

On the alternate nights with two four hour night shifts, the second shift can be pretty painful, even with a good supply of tea and biscuits. In the final hour, I impatiently watch the horizon waiting for sunrise that marks the end of the shift.

Today, when it finally comes, we´re sitting in a calm sea. The silvery wavelets reflect the golden orange dawn and the whole picture looks like a beautiful oil spill. I push myself to enjoy it for a about fifty seconds, before declaring that that's all I can stands, I can't stands no more, then descending back to my nest to collapse for a couple of hours.