Winter depressions.

Lately, I've been feeling out of place and bummed for no apparent reason, and there's been days when just getting up in the morning has been a mission impossible, and even food (which I LOVE) seems bland, and I eat out of habit, not want.
So..., after a lot of similar symptoms, I've realized that what is really going on is a case of winter depressions. The snow, the cold, the darkness, the excessive clothing, the wetness when the snow melts slooowly... Fuck it all! I want it gone, and I want my bloody sun back! I want to pack a bag, buy some delicious food, and bike down to the beach, or up to the lake. Every morning I tell myself that now, I am one day closer to the day when the snow has left. And Goddamned, I will have my summer soon. Even if I have to bribe the pope to put in a good word with God or whatever, I will do it.

So people, when the summer does come, you will find me splaying out in the sun all day long with my dorky friends, free of any dark thoughts - I'm not really this down if you did not know.