I’m just gonna go ahead and say it.
I hate the time change in the fall. I hate that at 7:40, it felt like 9:00. Yes, it’s like that to our bodies, but sun-wise, I don’t like it.
I don’t mind getting up when it’s dark. I get up so damn early on the weekdays anyway, that it doesn’t matter all that much. I’d so much rather that it’s lighter, longer.
I feel like the day stops (figuratively) when the sun goes down. And then I stop doing stuff.
Yes, I’ll get used to it. Doesn’t mean I won’t complain about it for a few days here at the beginning.
