Rebecca says there are an abnormally high number of heart attacks on the day in which we lose an hour to the night. Or maybe it’s more of a sacrifice; we are people of the sun no matter how hard we try to delude ourselves. By that I mean that I am thinking of that book “City of Ember.” I don’t even know where I’m going with this. I’m running on little sleep.
There is something kind of crazy in the fact that we all say “Ok, nature, ok Earth’s axis, you win. We will collectively change our clocks to suit you.” Because I think we like to be so dominant. We don’t like to lose. I mean, no one likes losing, but what an effort we make.
I can’t complain about the extra hour of daylight, though. It is both wonderful and miserable that I can be so changed by just a little more time in the sun. Even when it’s cold. If it’s bright outside, I’m willing to forgive.
I hope you spend your hour wisely. Or don’t. There is so much pressure to be productive, but there isn’t. Anyways, we will change our minds again on November 7th when daylight savings ends.
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