Dear Daylight Savings Time,

I hate you.

I could have used that hour to do so many things! I could have learned a new language, I could have had a torrid love affair, I could have finished college, I could have written lengthy stories about hot sailors, I could have become the first woman president, I could have commandeered a ship of the fleet, I could have become the ruler of my own country. But no. You had to go and steal my hour. I thought we were friends, I thought we talked about this last year, I thought we'd resolved our differences. Apparently, I was wrong.

I still hate you.

No love whatsoever,

Jackie