If you know me, you know I’ve always said that I loved Winter and Autumn. While that’s still true, I have a bone to pick with Winter. The cold I can deal with, the wind and rain, even the snow that makes life difficult, I can deal with all of that. But getting dark at 4pm? Really?
I was always adamant that I loved every part of these two cold seasons, but not anymore. The dark means that my parents are even more hesitant that usual to let me out. So ok, I’m stuck at home, now what? Nothing, because it takes a tremendous amount of effort to get any form of work done seeing as the lack of light outside makes me want to get into bed and stay there until it’s Spring…
Which isn’t useful when you have a blog to run and sixth form to get through… Plus, seeing as it’s basically pitch black by 5pm when 8pm rolls around I’m so ready to go to bed but I then realise I can’t after I look at the time and then at all the things I need to get done.
Winter can be beautiful, incredibly so. As can the dark, “without the darkness, we’d never see the stars” etc. However, by living in a city I rarely see the stars anyway so there goes that.
In general, the dark doesn’t have a great affect on my mood and mindset. If I sit in the dark for too long, I just start feeling down and incredibly unmotivated for life. Sometimes I don’t get why it’s happening to me until I turn the light on and then it’s like ah right…
So the Summer wins on this one, and only this one, brighter evenings are nice and I’d quite like them back now thanks.
Do you guys feel like this, or am I just being overly dramatic?
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