So, the sky is a little bluer and the sun seems to hang around a little longer and I can feel my spirits rising accordingly. Every year it’s the same when the winter descends and my bleakness and hatred of the pointlessness of my life pulls me down to such depths of despair. This year probably wasn’t as bad as some years but because I was so happy and in love through last winter in a way it hit me just as hard as some of the more awful ones.
Maybe I should invest in a light box…or move to a sunny land somewhere…or just start stockpiling the alcohol ready for November and beyond.
Let’s enjoy the next few months for we know what comes our way.
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