I have a friend who has been grumbling about the dark mornings. I'm going to heartily disagree. I drove to work this morning and the sun was in my eyes again.
On top of the inconvenience of daylight in the morning again, I was awake at 3:30 this morning. It's not uncommon for me to have sleeping issues but really I'd only had about four hours of sleep and would have appreciated another couple of hours.
We play with time. It's ridiculous because time doesn't change it just ticks on - second by second. It's a matter of what we do with our time. Are we wasting it or are we making the most of it?
With my six hour limit on sleep - yes I literally wake up after having been asleep for six hours - I have to be careful how early I go to bed. Too early and I'm up early again like today.
This is one area where I think we need to stop messing about and just let time tick tick tick rather than swapping forward and backward like a very slow drunk.
Unlike my friend, I like the dark of the year. It's peaceful and comforting. It wraps you up. The darkness is soothing. No need for all that light, all that sunshine annoying you first thing in the morning when no sane person should be up.
However, the sunset tonight was spectacular. There were all these orange, red, and yellow streaks. It was gorgeous. Now if we could have that in the morning, I wouldn't mind so much. Obviously I'm not a morning person nor do I like the light when I'm grumpy about having to get up. However, the time is all messed up. So we have light now in the morning for a short bit before it doesn't matter a bit and it's dark all the time... except a few hours during the cold days of winter.
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