Twentee Thirteen

First blog post for the year!
Last night I sat at triage on night shift. It was extraordinarily dead, compared to the past few days of the holiday season. I:
- pondered the mysteries of the universe (didn't come up with any answers);
- perved on the parade of police officers (mmm, just a little bit); and
- thought about what I wanted to write this year.
I didn't reach any conclusion, except that I need to practice, practice, practice.

Forgive my 3am brain for this one...

Fluorescent lights glow
Caressing the ghostly skin
Of the night shift nurse.

You get a lot more customers if you wear this instead of your uniform as the triage nurse on night shift. Umm, so I've heard.