Time Change

I've got that old, "spring forward, fall back" feeling again. I'm in flux. My body wants to stay up late, and it really does not appreciate the rude awakening by alarm clock an hour earlier than accustomed. Personally, I have no idea why we do this any longer, does anyone? Do we save energy or accomplish more work as a result of standar and savings times? The notion of daylight savings should have gone out with the industrialization of America a century ago, I would have thought. Or maybe I have not thought enough about the matter at all, and it just annoys me to change? I like noticing the earlier dawns, the later sunsets each day, and I resent it when the whole thing is bolixed up, manipulated for an obsolete, little understood reason. It is disorienting. It separates us from what we observe in nature, and that is a bad thing. It irritates me every spring for a couple of weeks while I must adjust to the change. And being that I am not growing any younger or more upbeat, how will I feel about this next year or ten years from now? Maybe I ought to time the spring time change with a trip somewhere else in the world? The fall is irrelevant, since it is relatively painless to gain an hour instead of losing one, and since waking up in the morning to discover it is earlier, not later may be eased into gently. Am I Andy "What I hate about. . ." Rooney? Who am I? Standard savings time stinks.