It’s 6 p.m. and it is already dark. This should not be happening. At this time of the year the sun is only out for a short hazy stroll. It goes down soon enough on its own. The last thing it needs is some manufactured push back so we can fully feel the sad and lonely downtrodden gray sky as we embark throughout our days. It creates this atmosphere on its own.
Life right now, during this time of year, is dark and hideous and I hate it. It must be what it is like to be Jaguars’ fan.