"Spring Forward" or Someone Owes me an Hour

Dutifully, Shelly set her clock ahead a full hour forward. She wasn?t about to lose any sleep over it either, though everyone facing DST faced the yearly loss of a whole hour. ?And that is the issue, isn?t it?? She mused. No one loses anything at the moment the clocks are changed. The next day is a different story.But, why wait? Let?s tell 'a different story' of the hour that Shelly never dreamed she would have.Within the first minute of that fateful hour, she came to a decision, one she had never thought possible until this moment.?Why change, clean up, go to bed fitfully, and do the same ritual, only to wake up and regret tonight?? To her surprise, she had spoken those words aloud. Truly ?allowed? represented a line she wouldn?t/couldn?t/shouldn?t/mustn?t bahis siteleri cross. Indeed, her current attire contradicted her ?non crossing? proclivities. However the warning, ?you are not allowed? had such power: how often did any of her several, inner voices remind her of that stridently, persistently, insistently, and maddeningly.?Other people must be regretting the loss of a whole sixty minutes too.? She suspected that she was rationalizing. Why even the face in the mirror seemed about to smirk at first, but followed that expression with a seductive smile. And, when that desired face in the mirror smiled, Shelly was smitten.So, the next hour was to be both ephemeral and earthy. One foot firmly in reality; canlı bahis siteleri the other foot in a size 8, taupe pump. For Shelly, the river was crossed, and she was thusly dressed. So, instead of re-boxing the other pump, she submitted to the siren in the looking glass, smiled right back, and replaced her toes in the pump?s partner. How often she had dreamed of exiting her efficiency apartment without care or concern that the eyes of onlookers could see her? Most of them were abed, she speculated. "Spring Forward" She immediately realized that she was made for this moment, this hour, and she suspected that others were so destined, too, like her. So, decisions which would have normally taken her months to make and moments canlı bahis to discard as too risky were transformed in this particular, and peculiar, moment. She determined that this time she would not "fall back." She would lustfully embrace every minute, and there were only fifty-nine and a half minutes of those remaining.With another glance at that vixen in the mirror, Shelly decided to slip into something suited for evening wear, with a slip, of course. A white, silk dress with an attached shoulder-less, black bustier beckoned to her from her 'secret' stash. And to this she added a white, lengthy coverlet to keep the chill from her exposed shoulders.And, with no second guessing, this time, out the door, she nearly danced.Into a street populated with other revelers. whom she neither recognized nor recognized her, she moved with a purpose. Was some force moving the whole party with the same gusto, the same carefree attitude, and in the same direction?