Wednesday, March 16, 2011


Dear Daylight Savings Time,

I know I said some hurtful things on Monday morning. Things we probably both regret.

But I've had some time to think about it, and maybe I don't really hate you.

Maybe you're right. Maybe the fact that it's still light out when I leave work late is worth a few painfully-early-feeling mornings.

I hope we can put all this animosity behind us.

Love and hugs,

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