I hear people talk about how much they love the mornings. The birds singing and the sun coming up and the fresh air and all that. I don’t get it. The birds sing other times too and the sun is up all day which is what makes it day in the first place. And without fresh air everybody would die. It’s not like we need the morning to have a day.
I am not so excited about morning. I want us to consider moving morning to the end of the day which would make more sense. That is why I am against anything that takes the end of the day and put it in the front. I am for starting the day in the afternoon and calling it good.
But nobody will probably do anything like that. Mostly because of spite.
