The living daylights

I go back to work tomorrow. Wasn’t I just at work yesterday?

At least it will still be sunny when I leave the office tomorrow evening. Which I suppose almost makes up for the stupid, outdated idiocy that is Daylight Savings Time. I mean, extra daylight in the evening is great, sure. If there’s one thing I don’t like about winter, beyond the cold and the need to shovel large quantities of snow — with which, honestly, I can deal — it’s that little bit less of sunlight, which, along with the cold, makes the night, on some instinctual level, seem so much shorter. I think I would go mad living in a part of the world where it’s always dark, or always light, for some part of the year. Or on that planet from Pitch Black. Seriously, if I had to live on that planet from Pitch Black, and neither the ravenous alien creatures nor Vin Diesel murdered me where I stand, well then, I think I’d just go a little stir crazy.

That’s just how I see it.

I think I need to go to sleep now. Tomorrow, I go back to work.

Oh, and I’ve posted a few more photos from my stay in Cambridge, if you’re at all interested. Unfortunately, I saw very little of Boston proper, and it was too dark and rainy for any decent photos — but the river view was very pretty Friday evening.