With all due respect to the vernal equinox, today is the longest day of the year if you count only the hours in it. In the oh-bright-early moments of Sunday we set our clocks back all across the Land of the Round Doorknobs except where we didn't. Must be magic living in the Navajo Nation as Arizona around you doesn't set its clocks back though with its current governor, they're already at least a century behind.
You probably did what I have done/am doing, slept through it and will spend the rest of today and into tomorrow (and maybe Tuesday) finding timepieces I forgot to set back last night. In fairness, I will point out now, I will also forget to set them forward whenever the heck it is we next do that. (Which will be March 9, 2014. I looked it up because I'm anal that way; you're welcome because you are, too.) Time flies except when it crawls.
Every other life form with which we share this planet would look at us with pity and dismay if they were capable of such emotions as we are the only species to meter and measure what flows like rain, the time we have for life. Today, we have an extra hour to our glory or to our shame. It is up to us to decide whether we are a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more.
Be an exclamation not an explanation. Start today while you have the time.