Last weekend, we were compelled to turn our clocks one hour forward, on account of Daylight Savings Time. Spring forward, fall back, as they say. My wife and I are not nine-to-five people, so usually we adapt to this temporal contrivance of the state without difficulty.
This year, though, whoo-ee. The time shift has left me with a whopping case of...
...INSOMNIA.
Asleep by four in the morning, up again at noon. It's so cloudy every day, I can't figure just what daylight it is we're supposed to be saving. It all looks the same to me.
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