Daylight savings time is the best time. Let’s be honest: nobody wants “night” to begin at 4 fucking pm. This is the time of year I come alive. For whatever reason, that “extra” hour of daylight means everything to me. THAT SAID…
…the transition is goddamn murder.
I feel like a ton of bricks hit me this morning. Tired and out of it all day. Tomorrow is gonna be rough. ROUGH.
But it will be worth it in a few weeks.
And in the interests of tryyyyying to get a good night’s sleep, I bid you adieu. Night. Night.