Cloudy Days are Depressing
I’m not troubled by SAD. Short winter days, and long dark nights don’t bother me. But endless cloud does. Day after day of nothing but grey grey grey really gets to me. It makes me just want to curl up under a blanket in front of the fire with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book. OK, maybe a PSP game.
I yearn for the sun blasting out of the sky into my windows and deep into my place. Even just a shot of sun shining through a layer of mist and particles would lift me up. But those old days of endless winter sun and cold are over. Now we’re into Global Dimming and the sun has become a rare sight, or so it seems. Getting today’s mail from the city asking for my choice of bin doesn’t help my mood any either. The thought of bin gardens replacing wild gardens and lawns and rose gardens and becoming the new neighbourhood look — everywhere but those places with big garages and big properties — just depresses me. So what to do but watch the fat squirrels stripping the trees of their remaining seeds and hope for a better day.
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I left Vancouver for some TO winter sun and where is it?
But, hey, there’s better things to do than go on about the weather — until Global Warming sweet talks Lake Ontario into tidal waving the business district to its untimely death!
I know! I hate maritime weather and here we seem to be getting more and more of it. Not fair, I say!