Daylight Savings Time is a cause for partying throughout the civilized world; well almost. Some places are mad enough to either not go on DST or just stay there year-round. The underprivileged souls who reside in such backwoods areas are missing all the fun.
They don’t know the absolute joy
of losing an hours sleep. They don’t know the pure ecstasy of not being sure
what time it is: 6AM, 7AM or maybe it’s 8AM. They don’t know the heavenly bliss
of bumbling around in a sleep deprived state for days. They don't know what it is like to be early/late for work. I feel sorry for the for
those poor unfortunate souls.
Me, I shall embrace the time
change. I shall find delight in changing all the clocks in the house. I don’t
really care if I am an hour late (or early, as the case maybe) for any
scheduled events. None of them are that important. I will revel in the perplexity of the day. It's like tripping without LSD.
Join me in celebrating the time
change. We should all get together tomorrow morning and do a circle dance. Lets gather at 9AM time. At this point, time zones are inconsequential.
All I can say is that time seems
to be too fluid to set your watch by it.
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1 comment:
Mac, I am not like you, I would like to just stay on Day light savings time. It could be dark later in the AM, so I can sleep in better. Also when I have lost an hour of sleep, dancing at 9 am is out, I can move around, but no dancing!! Although I would love to see you dancing in the am--maybe on our next sib trip!!
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