I attended a wedding Saturday, so I was grateful for that extra hour of sleep as we "fell back" to standard time Sunday morning.
But I knew what was coming, that I would soon be paying the price.
It happened Sunday afternoon. With the Eagles playing a 4 o'clock game out on the Left Coast against Oakland, my wife and I took advantage of a gorgeous fall Sunday to go for a walk and check out the colors.
It was while I was gazing at nature's dazzling displays that it hit me. I noticed the sun seemed to be at a different angle.
It was.
And it proved it just a couple hours later, when I noticed just after the Eagles game started that the sun was already fading.
By 4:30 it was almost dark.
I hate it.
And I hate winter.
There, I said it. I go through this pretty much every year. It's bad enough that I finally broke down this morning and broke out a winter coat for the first time. Now I am also dealing with the reality that I will drive to work in the dark, and drive home in the dark as well.
I'm a summer guy. Give me a T-shirt, a pair of shorts, and 90 percent humidity, and I'm a happy camper.
They tell me that people who feel the way I do may actually suffer from something called SAD, Seasonal Affective Disorder.
It stems from the lack of light we get in winter.
Whatever it is, I have it.
How many days until we turn the clock back again.
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