For the past five days, I've had to listen to a coworker talk about how much her life was disrupted by the time change last Sunday.
I don't give anything - least of all an hour of sleep - that much credit for the ultimate feng shui of my life.
In addition, the good weather, the birds chirping, the fact that it stays light past 7:00 - I'd gladly give 60 minutes of my day to have those things return to my life.
I'm planning to give two hours to the City rather soon, and I don't blink twice at what that feature-length span might change in the whole scheme of things.
When it comes down to it, that hour is really a blessing. If I lived in Arizona, I'd have to change my clock three hours when I move to New York.
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