It is 11:05pm…in less than an hour we will all lose an hour; that absurd concept that no longer serves a purpose anyone can clearly articulate. I am sufficiently annoyed and motivated at once about writing and so it is a good time to start this blog.
Above is all I could manage to write last night before I went to bed. Had to wake up very early; in fact planned on waking at 5:30am and take one of the cars to have the tires rotated. Since the time was already changed as a result of DST, it means when the alarm woke me it was–or would have been–4:30am, if it was yesterday. But, in our “homo sapiens” way we contort, try to bend and manipulate everything; including time. So, the place I woke up to told me it was 5:30am. Where did that one hour go? No one knows and no one really bothers to ask. This is mainly because we “think” we get it back when fall comes around next time and we “fall back” on the DST and get an “extra hour”. How is that an extra hour? It is something that was taken away, and someone–benevolently gives it back to us like a gift? Did we really have it though if it never came to pass? Makes no sense. Even more of concern is what happens if one dies before next fall season? Would one ever get that one lost hour back?
It took me about an hour to set up this blog and likely more to think up and draft this first post. What is the point? Life itself is the point; nothing else is really there. For some reason I decided my time was well spent in doing this–that is all.