A week of nights
The trouble with doing the night shift is that one starts to fall out of the world.
This week, with a massive paper I wrote on Sunday night and finished on Tuesday night and another paper on Monday night and the Collegian on Wednesday, was a week of nights. I was drifting towards nights where a lot of work can get done and then I was waking up to sunsets and going to bed after Morning Prayer. Classes go by. Meals go by. Days and friends go by.
Pretty soon you’re in another world that doesn’t include the sun or very many people.