It’s just that simple. I want my hour back. I want to sleep an extra hour. I want to do whatever I want to do for an extra hour. Daylight Savings Time had no right to steal my hour from me. Now, I’ll have to wait until the fall to get it back. By then, I’ll be too tired — and six months older — to use the extra hour.
Curses to you Daylight Savings Time!
