This week was a hard one for me. I always get depressed when we start loosing light. November and December are like a slow form of torture. Then January hits and I start to feel the light creeping back. Everything starts to get better as I start to see the light at the end of the dark tunnel.
Everyone around me will complain about being "done" with winter and I just smile and feel great because I see the sun in the mornings and that is all that matters. 40 feet of snow and -40 degrees don't scare me - bring it on. But mess with the sun and I feel it.
So this week Daylight savings hits and WAM. The slow gradually brightening of my day is jolted back 60 whole minutes into utter darkness again. Ugh. I cherished each one of those minutes only to have them ripped from me and darkness whacks me upside the head once again. I guess time will heal this too.
No acts of kindness recorded this week.
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