Clocks change this weekend here in the US, which means one less hour to read … does anybody else begrudge that hour like I do? Wish the Powers That Be would just pick a time-frame and stick to it instead of inflicting clock-driven jet lag on an innocent public twice a year?
Loss of an hour, or the spring forward, doesn’t make a difference to me. I usually change the clock Saturday evening and stick with the new time and go to bed. It’s the same strategy dealing with jetlag: you force yourself to stay awake or to go sleep in order adjust the time. On Sunday morning, I get up the usual time although now it’s really an hour earlier than usual. I walk the dog and go to my usual coffee spot where I read over coffee and breakfast. On the first day of daylight saving it’s extra quiet consider it’s a Sunday and nobody usually gets up early anyway. That is why people have brunch. I just love the uneventful, serene, and brighter morning. To quote Friedrich Nietzsche, “Early in the morning, at break of day, in all the freshness and dawn of one’s strength, to read a book—I call that vicious!” There is nowhere morning does not go. Even the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning—and I embrace it with fervor.