Sam tagged this post last night in her post “Dark is Coming.” I re-read it and thought it would be a good re-blog today even so because it still 100% captures how I feel (other than I have given up o the 6 a.m. swimming altogether for the time being). I am happy for more light i the mornings right now and though I get that early nights are tough, my challenge is on the front end of each day at the moment.
I’ve heard a bunch of complaints from friends this week about our clocks “falling back” on the weekend. Mostly, people are grumpy about the earlier darkness setting in. Sam blogged about that last week. I understand that people get seasonal depression (sometimes called SAD) and that the end of daylight savings time brings it on more intensely.
But the alternative is not to have DST at all. It’s DST that’s the aberration, creating those wonderful long summer evenings. Don’t get me wrong. I love the long summer evenings. But if we didn’t bother with DST, we wouldn’t have to “fall back” and the long summer evenings would have been an hour shorter all along.
Once the weather changes I’m not as inclined to go out for an evening stroll. I lean more to cocooning at home on cold winter nights. An earlier nightfall somehow seems to give permission for…
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