Time difference

I am the only one still awake in this city, it feels. I know full well the pain that awaits me.

‘Best to adjust as quickly as you can.’

‘You just have to get through the first few days. It gets easier after that.’

‘Try to sleep, somehow.’

‘You’ve been through this so many times. You’ll be fine.’

‘Didn’t we warn you?’

I drift off at sunrise, exhausted by my own thoughts. Is it only the time difference, or am I slipping into something deeper?