Fall Behind

I woke up too early this morning and began thinking about the time change.  I hadn't adjusted the clocks before I went to bed, so I began to wonder what time it was now.  Fall back.  That means four is now three?  Was it three o'clock?  It will get dark earlier.  I knew this to be true.  It will get light earlier, too, then.  I deduced this.  That would be good for me, right?  How, then, could it be three-thirty?  That would not be good for me.

Thinking in the dark can be horrible.  It is what drives me out of bed.  I had awoken thinking about the past, about things left undone, and no matter what, I could not get them off my mind.  I decided to get up and look at the computer.  The time automatically changes there and on the cell phone.  I'd straighten things out.

But when I looked at the computer, it said the same thing as the clock in the bedroom--4:30.  Jesus.  So I Googled "time change 2010."  It got odd fast.  Everything I read said the clocks get changed at 7:00 on Sunday.  When did that begin?  It always used to change while we slept.  What happens to television schedules tonight?  Who thought this up?  How did I miss it?  It seems the government ought to be responsible for communicating this stuff other than by word of mouth.

I thought I might go back to bed, but I found myself putting on the coffee instead.  I began reading the news, first CNN, then the New York Times.  Now the sun is coming up and I think I can sleep.  Coffee sleep, for now I've finished the pot.  You will be up in a few hours, and I will be to.

Fall forward.  Skip ahead.  Spring back.  Fall behind.