God bless DST

When I first moved to Seattle, I abhorred the thought of Daylight Savings Time.  I hadn't seen a clock move forward or backward since....like....NEVER.  At least not that I can recollect.

Prior to Seattle I had lived in the two places in the continental United States that didn't observe DST:  Indiana and Arizona. 

And I kind of preferred not switching time.  I still don't really see the logic in it for most locations.  Here in Seattle it mostly means that in the dead of winter it will be PITCH BLACK around 4 p.m..  You know that whole Seattle-suicide tendency stereotype?  I kind of think it's more from these short days than from the clouds and /or rain. 

But, I have found the silver lining.  That extra hour of sleep I got this morning = FUCKING GLORIOUS. 

That feeling might only last for the next few days, but damn it....I'll take it.  When you are at work by 7:30 a.m. every morning and you are NOT a morning person, every little bit of that extra precious sleep totally counts.

Song of the day:  "Paperthin Hymn" Anberlin