Winter-time, or the time of year when the clocks go back an hour caught me out again. There was a time when it would have made me angry, that missed extra hour in bed, the too sudden arrival at work and no choice but to stay until it’s really time. It’s not a good way to start the winter.
Summer-time conversely I usually sleep through the extra hour, or miss an hour’s drinking time when suddenly 1am is 3am. Less summer, robbed again. Time is a thief and an illusion. Actually it’s the flip-side of eternity and eternal truth.
‘Thou by thy dial’s shady stealth mayst know,
Time’s thievish progress to eternity.’ Q77.
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