Oh it's so depressing. Day after day of freezing temperatures and dark grey skies. English winters are not an a fun experience. Certainly, there are places in the world that are colder or have more snow but few places are so interminably dreary. I'm feeling even worse as I write this because it's cold and grey outside .... again.
You get to a point (usually end of January/start of February) when you find yourself looking for any glimmer of hope, any sign at all that Spring may be on it's way. Things like shoots pushing their way up through the soil, buds appearing on trees or young male drivers with the roof down on their 1989 Ford Escort convertible.
Well I suppose something will have to change soon and I hope it does. I've tried standing under the ceiling light in the bedroom to try and trick my brain into releasing endorphines. These little beauties make you feel all happy and are triggered by sunlight shining on your head. I've even got a clearing in my hair which allows light to penetrate my scalp more quickly but alas, a 60 watt light bulb obviously doen't have the same power as the sun. The sun is apparently equal to 600 watts per square metre. I don't think my brain has any chance of becoming happy soon.
Roll on the summer.
1 comment:
Just had to say - just heard the 3rd podcast. And.... well.... the podcasts without the script? Much more spontaneous and amusing. I laughed so much that a little bit of wee came out. Really.
Keep it up.
Geoff
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