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i like dlst frankly, long summer days, long evenings, and not pitch black in the morning in the winters. Never understood the hubbub about it.

by mbfg 11y ago

tritium 11y ago
Darkness at 4PM on a December afternoon feels like the world is conspiring against you, while you're being robbed of your youth. I honestly despise the mornings. I'm not the kind of person who relishes a schedule, and when I'm being forced to engage in behavior not of my own design, I hate mornings even more. Bus stops, train schedules, school, teachers, college professors, jobs, work, employment, bosses, none of it anything I ever invited into my life. These things foisted upon me as normal, bald facts. Uncomfortable and coerced. Go to school or you'll be pumping gas and waiting tables your whole life. Perform at work or you'll be a homeless skell, evicted onto the streets because you can't pay rent. Don't step out of line or civilization as you know it will turn its back on you, and you'll deserve it, because the world never asked for you, either. So don't get smart about it, you entitled little brat. Get up. Out of bed. Spend time in rooms with strangers for no reason. Abstract concepts will assault you for the next 8 hours. Endure the psychotic nightmare of the public school bus ride. 20 minutes of sunlight on the way to school or work is little consolation for the reality presented to me on a daily basis. And when that machine which consistently erases one third of my day spits me back out onto the street, what's my reward? Bitter cold, and an immediate sunset drenching the remainder of my waking hours in darkness. Ask my why I'm a night owl? Everything else has been taken from me.
- mbfg 11y ago
  >> I'm not the kind of person who relishes a schedule, ah... then don't worry about DLST, get up when you want, go to be when you want.

3 ms·

i like dlst frankly, long summer days, long evenings, and not pitch black in the morning in the winters. Never understood the hubbub about it.

by mbfg 11y ago

i like dlst frankly, long summer days, long evenings, and not pitch black in the morning in the winters. Never understood the hubbub about it.

tritium 11y ago
Darkness at 4PM on a December afternoon feels like the world is conspiring against you, while you're being robbed of your youth. I honestly despise the mornings. I'm not the kind of person who relishes a schedule, and when I'm being forced to engage in behavior not of my own design, I hate mornings even more. Bus stops, train schedules, school, teachers, college professors, jobs, work, employment, bosses, none of it anything I ever invited into my life. These things foisted upon me as normal, bald facts. Uncomfortable and coerced. Go to school or you'll be pumping gas and waiting tables your whole life. Perform at work or you'll be a homeless skell, evicted onto the streets because you can't pay rent. Don't step out of line or civilization as you know it will turn its back on you, and you'll deserve it, because the world never asked for you, either. So don't get smart about it, you entitled little brat. Get up. Out of bed. Spend time in rooms with strangers for no reason. Abstract concepts will assault you for the next 8 hours. Endure the psychotic nightmare of the public school bus ride. 20 minutes of sunlight on the way to school or work is little consolation for the reality presented to me on a daily basis. And when that machine which consistently erases one third of my day spits me back out onto the street, what's my reward? Bitter cold, and an immediate sunset drenching the remainder of my waking hours in darkness. Ask my why I'm a night owl? Everything else has been taken from me.
- mbfg 11y ago
  >> I'm not the kind of person who relishes a schedule, ah... then don't worry about DLST, get up when you want, go to be when you want.