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Apr 04, 2011 21:03

It's raining hard outside. Winter's decided to come in with a hiss and a roar.

Autumn always makes me sad because it means winter is coming. Yeah, it's necessary, yeah, death and rebirth and the plants taking some time off, yada yada, but all that doesn't make the dark, the cold and the damp any easier on my body or my soul.

Winter is when I have to guard most against depression. It gets too easy for me to decide to stay home with my family, knitting, DVDs and the Internet, rather than going out and doing stuff with people I like. Hiding is easy, but it's not good for me.

This is what happens when a solar-powered Cantabrian moves to hilly, drizzly Dunedin. I can't see the sky properly, and when I can it's grey and rainy. Christchurch is colder in winter (and isn't THAT going to suck this year) but much drier. Frosts leave the sky clear and bright, and it's much better for people who need light to function.

It'll be easier now that I don't have to get up at stupid o'clock to go to work. And it'll be easier now that it'll be light when I _get_ to work. It's also easier now that I know what's going on -- for a long time I didn't. Forewarned is forearmed, and all that.

argh, nature, headology

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