« In my shoes/ Walking sleep/ In my youth I pray to keep
And I hope this message stays in your mind/ 'Cause you almost lost a girl who is right on time
This morning, when I was on my way to work, my car's clock (which is set 10 minutes ahead in order to try to trick me into getting places on time, except it doesn't work because I just mentally subtract 10 minutes automatically now) said 9:07, because I had not yet reset it after Daylight Saving Time ended this weekend. The sun was bright and shining, and when I got to work, there were no parking spaces left. I started to panic that I had, in changing my alarm clock, changed it in the wrong direction, but no, it turns out I wasn't two hours off - I was on time, but just parking-spot cursed.
I'm not totally crazy about this end-of-daylight-saving-time thing, because it meant that when I finally left the office at 6:30 (not because I was working late, but because I decided to create our election night party tallies at work instead of at home), it was pitch dark out. And it's only going to get worse from here, getting darker and darker so that the mornings catch up with the evenings and eventually I'm spending all of the daylight hours indoors at work, entering and leaving in the dead of night like an Oompa-Loompa¹.
You don't notice this as much when you're a student and living on a different schedule, and until three years ago, the only time I'd worked a full 9 to 5 (or 8 to 5 as the case may be) job was in the summers during college, when daylight stretched for hours and hours after the workday ended.
I guess for now I will enjoy the morning sunshine and try to make the most of it as winter gradually begins its cruel descent and pushes me slowly into seasonal-affective madness (SAM).