It was as if Nature was bored this Fall, because she jumped on the first opportunity to say goodbye to summer and send in gails of rain and wind. The Sun clocked out. The Gray clocked in. The night shift officially started.
What could possibly help the onslaught of depression and UVB ray sensitive migraines? No normal cupboard meds are for Fall. They don't say on the label: take in case of the blahs. Why does gray bring that nagging feeling of doubt and dazing drowsiness? I like the color gray. It is beautiful and dangerous, but it has a mesmerizing characteristic that seems to remind me of a date rape spiked drink. Will I even remember what happened when I wake up in the Spring?
Reading with mugs of warm drinks? Spiked warm drinks. See what I mean about the drugged feeling of winter? We load up on sugar, fat, booze, and sleep. How could we not feel like a bunch of zombies? Not to mention, no sun. Does that make us vampires? Nah.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
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