Sunday Things: Happy extra hour of sleep day!

Yes, it is that time of year when all seems well of a Sunday due to the alignment of my perception of time with contrived chronological circumstances which lead to a tangible extra hour of sleep which can be felt throughout my body and my proprioception thereof as it relates to the bed that embraces me like a happy lover longing not to let me go.

Here is a link to a poem rejoicing in the 1st Sunday of November time change: Come to Me
And here, if you’d like to read it, is an article from National Geographic, Time to Move On? The Case Against Daylight Saving Time