The past few days it seems like twilight lasts about 17 seconds. The sun reaches the horizon and a couple of blinks later it’s pitch black, as if daylight were on an on-off switch rather than a rheostat. Yes, the days are getting shorter, but my brain wants to think the time is lost somewhere in the middle of the day. When I stop to think about it, oh yeah, twilight gets shorter, too.
I hate November through February.