| I remember now what I like about Daylight Savings Time. I left work and the sun was shining, the air was warm. The world was still awake, and had not left me scrambling for cover of a subway in the dark. I felt magic in the air tonight. I walked outside. I felt power in the breeze. A world of action, where everything crackled with dreams. I laughed for no reason, smiled at people I passed, made them smile back. I could do anything. Fly. Even now, sitting in my room, the smell of green things and spring and warmth running from one end of my apartment to another, I can feel it. It is a pity, then, that there is nobody here to share this. Everyone I could talk to is either asleep or in the city, or too far away to call, now, when a single word could fulminate against the barriers of the night and leave memories. All that unrealized potential, all those sparks I jumped through, going to waste. Pity. This could have been a night to make gods tremble. |
