Daylight Savings Time

The clocks spring forward tomorrow, and with that, a few extra beats have been added to my heart.
There will be daylight remaining at the end of my workday. I know from past experience, daylight savings time is like an energy drink; along with the extra light comes a boost of adrenaline.
The power of my mind is my greatest asset.
Daylight savings time does not add time, for there are still twenty-four hours in my day. The immediate one hour difference in the amount of light I experience, will however, push my mind to create what is necessary to fulfill a void which stems from the seemingly endless winter.
A change of season is evoked, and though the timeline is not altered, the difference is that I open to the change. My senses are acute and craving the signs of spring.
Hope and desire are fueled by this collective awakening. The stale evaporates, and promise renews.
There is a spring in my step because I allow the shift in my mind, and that acceptance, is what energizes me.
Where I can redirect my thought process at will, it is hard to deny the power of the masses.
Daylight savings time carries me on the breeze until my footing is sound, and once again, I am running with the wind.