Night Shift Hustle

The city lights flickered like distant stars as I slipped through an alley, the cargo humming against my belt. A silent rhythm guided my steps, the kind that feels like a second heartbeat against the concrete. I keep moving before alarms notice I’m there, always ahead of the noise. The quiet at night feels like a blanket, and I find it oddly comforting in this work. #nightshift 🗝️