Moving the clocks ahead for Daylight Savings Time has given me personal jetlag. I am not kidding. Tuesday morning my son yelled "goodbye" as he walked out the door at 7:15 and I responded with a hearty "bye," but then I wondered how that was part of my dream. I then realized he was up and at 'em and I was still clocking pillow time. At night I am wide awake and thus getting an extra hour of reading done. I somehow need to shift this pattern, but since I am a natural night owl I see myself moving the hour in five-minute increments.