Great, we could sleep one hour more, but suddenly, it’s getting dark at 18.
Great we have one hour more of sun on the morning, but instead of being pitch black when starting to commute to work it’s just still dark and by the end of November it’ll be pitch black anyway.
The only thing I hate about Winter is not Winter’s fault, and it’s basically what you said:
Work is somehow perfectly scheduled so that you’re inside, staring at a brick wall for 90-100% of the daylight hours for 5 out of every 7 days.
Winter is beautiful in ways that are completely unlike the other seasons, but unless you’re very fortunate you only get a few glimpses of it.
I feel like if you were designing a society to make people suffer, that’s how you would do it.