… now that I live on the western edge of a time zone, I regularly have to get up before the sun rises. These days that are approaching the equinox, when the sine function of daylight hours has a steep slope, the time of sunrise seems to really change a lot from day to day. Today’s the first time I had to have breakfast with the light on.
While I love fall, this makes me feel winter isn’t far behind. Sunny breakfasts will be relegated to the weekends, and my sleep will be bracketed by darkness, which makes me feel I’m not sleeping enough. (Which maybe I’m not anyway.)