Daylight Savings

Messed me up. What can I say? I’m getting old.


Loss of an hour =

Going to bed later than intended =

Fatigue the next morning =

Extra fatigue since I had to get up early for an obligation =

Less energy =

Even less energy as I lost an hour for a very busy Sunday =

Headache =

Afternoon glass of Cabernet to treat the headache =

Extended headache =

Greater fatigue =

Loss of motivation =

Black dog.


Thus, for Hopper, Spring Daylight Savings yields, inexplicably, depression.

[sigh ...]