This winter has been particularly rough for me. I don't think it's wise for me to go Outside in the winter. Oh, it's nice to get a break from the cold and dark, but it doesn't do my psyche any good. I've spent the last couple of months swinging like a pendulum from depression to anger and back again. Depressed that it's been SO DAMN COLD, and then angry that by the time summer gets here it'll be over in a flash and then I'll be back in the cold (which triggers the resentful depression). It's no different than other years - well maybe just a bit, since this year we had a record number of days below zero in January, and we're working on record snowfall - but it's worse because just a short while ago I was walking around in shorts and t-shirts, and wearing my jacket was often too warm. Now I can't seem to get warm, can't go outside without several layers (and I *still* get cold), can't seem to beat the winter gloom. But the end is in sight.
Now if only the snow would melt so we can get through the dirty part of spring and on to the green, growing, warmth of spr... I guess by then it's pretty much summer.