Did you know that an average of thirty seven people more than average die at six pm during daylight savings? Sure, we're saving time, but at what cost?
I feel like even if there were a tragedy, even then it wouldn't phase me. I'd shrug and walk on, maybe have a cigarette and a drink (or nine), and my heart would push it all through my body. Just the pure alcohol, because my body doesn't even bother producing blood anymore. What's the point? There's oxygen in alcohol, right?
Come six pm, I'm still crossing my fingers.