This is the day when we turn the clocks back or, rather, we are given the gift of an hour to do what pleases us. When I was working and much busier or would socialize to whee hours, the hour would be cherished for extra sleep, but now I enjoy thinking of the possibilities that an uncommitted hour holds and cherish the possibilities. I could enjoy hot coffee on the deck and listen to the birds announce the dawn and watch as the darkness disappears slowly into light, or I could enjoy the sweet stillness of the house and, perhaps, meditate. I could write, or work on my photography, or even read. There are so many enjoyable possibilities that I think I will consciously give myself an hour every day just to be me.