Loving My Job

So, it's how it feels like to be awaken from a less than two hours sleep because it was too uncomfortable to simply, well, sleep.
And what's amazing is that it's ok.
It's ok that your feet are actually killing you by being sore and aching because you stood almost all day long, that you wish numbness to those blister on your fingers because you wore shoes too long, that you wish you had painkiller or ibuprofen to ease the stiff and weary joints, or that you have forgotten to eat the whole day except for just a half eaten breakfast,
because you love your job and enjoy your work.
What a great day today, I mean, what a great day yesterday.
Now, I really need to sleep. Please God, please, please.
Because in less than three hours, I have to start it all again like a devoted masochist that I am.

#three days taking pictures.