i find that in my seventies, since i am still working ( at a wage-paying "job"...i work maintaining the house as well, among other things...all unpaid however all necessary ) much of my "time" is administered by a clock set by someone else ( and this "administered time" would include laundering work clothes, conmmuting, preparing a lunch, looking up a schedule on line, etc. all the shadow work that goes along with being "on the job" ) and, increasingly, it becomes clear that clock time is an anthropogenic artifice of command and control imposed on a natural system ( hence "leap seconds" to correct it ) as is calendar time ( hence "leap days" )...at some point soon enough i will be dead and, near as i can tell, outside time without extension...until then i hope for a period where i can dispense with at least clocks, although calendars may still be necessary to chart payment of monthly, bi-annual, and annual obligations, and exist in "event time" ( all the while hoping the events are not too unpleasant )...until then i will always look forward to the end of another anthropogenic artifice ( worthy of the casuistry of a jesuit ) daylight savings time....i get the hour the extractive economy stole last march back for a third of the year and i can revel in the dark with de quincey..."surely every body is aware of the divine pleasures that attend a winter fireside: candles at four o' clock, warm hearth rugs, tea, a fair tea maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies to the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging wildly without...so great an epicure am i in this matter that i cannot fully relish a winter night fully if it be much past st. thomas's day and have degenerated in to disgusting vernal appearnces...from the latter weeks of october until christmas eve therefore is the period when happiness is in season."...the "latter weeks of october" are past, however my hour is at hand and the "season" has arrived.
