Whisper of a contract worker

I began this year
thinking that
just as the year before
It would pass by
oh so fast.

I was both right
and wrong.

First few weeks
it was as if I wanted
to rub back home.
I was so bored.

A month later
I managed to entangle
myself to so much work
That days and weeks
felt as if it were
merely hours.

Now, 10 months into
my working year
I am so tired.

I sometimes think about
going home for good
for so many times.
But when I think that
I am about to cross the
finish line,
the end of my
three year contract.

I take a deep breath
whisper a prayer
to extend my patience
and my resolve.