I Want My Damn Hour Back
Daylight Savings, why did you pretend you were last weekend, even finding a way to get all the computers at work in on it?
Was it funny, seeing me with a flicker of hope in my eyes, that I had arrived at work an hour earlier when it really would have come in handy because I got there an hour late?
Ha ha. Funny.
Not really.
This year I am especially impatient to "fall back".
I want my damn hour back.
In fact, I would like to set the clocks back two hours and leave it that way. I know, I say that every year.
Yes, I also know nothing really happens. It is just moving some numbers around, some very important numbers that only drive the world.
And if you live by the clock, even a little, you kind of build a little perception based ecosystem around it. If someone pushes that rock over just a little, all the life on top and underneath it is going to notice.
I want that rock pushed back, where my perception insists it belongs and shouldn't have been moved from in the first place.
Yeah, I'm a neurotic bastard.
I'm weird about these things.
Especially after having a taste of living without clocks or any concern or reverence for "time."
This year I am especially impatient because I am tired of getting up in the dark. Rather not getting up when it's dark, and getting to work late after 8.
No matter how much sleep I get, it is so hard to make myself get up, when my body is crying and whining that we should still be sleeping.
I am just not ready to start my day.
You can make me rise, but I'll be damned if I fucking shine.
At least if there is daylight, I will feel like it's time to get up and get on with it.
On that note, why do we change our clocks Saturday night?
Why not tonight?
That pisses me off.
I know, I know, one more day.
It's the last work night on the old time.
Was it funny, seeing me with a flicker of hope in my eyes, that I had arrived at work an hour earlier when it really would have come in handy because I got there an hour late?
Ha ha. Funny.
Not really.
This year I am especially impatient to "fall back".
I want my damn hour back.
In fact, I would like to set the clocks back two hours and leave it that way. I know, I say that every year.
Yes, I also know nothing really happens. It is just moving some numbers around, some very important numbers that only drive the world.
And if you live by the clock, even a little, you kind of build a little perception based ecosystem around it. If someone pushes that rock over just a little, all the life on top and underneath it is going to notice.
I want that rock pushed back, where my perception insists it belongs and shouldn't have been moved from in the first place.
Yeah, I'm a neurotic bastard.
I'm weird about these things.
Especially after having a taste of living without clocks or any concern or reverence for "time."
This year I am especially impatient because I am tired of getting up in the dark. Rather not getting up when it's dark, and getting to work late after 8.
No matter how much sleep I get, it is so hard to make myself get up, when my body is crying and whining that we should still be sleeping.
I am just not ready to start my day.
You can make me rise, but I'll be damned if I fucking shine.
At least if there is daylight, I will feel like it's time to get up and get on with it.
On that note, why do we change our clocks Saturday night?
Why not tonight?
That pisses me off.
I know, I know, one more day.
It's the last work night on the old time.