Many people, like myself have a weird feeling that comes over us on cold day number one and stays throughout the winter till the sun shines for a full week and we start getting pounded with rain instead of snow. It is a black blanket of heavy sadness and dread of the outside world, and can lead to some real hermit-like issues. Experts call is Seasonal Affective Disorder, I call it hatred of winter and absolute boredom.
I don't like the cold, I never have. I think it is pretty, but there is a reason I keep my apartment at a comfortable 70 degrees all winter long. I hardly ever leave the apartment in winter and as a result the blanket comes on December 1st and doesn't leave till Mid-march. This brings with it many emotional issues, and depressive tendencies that I have tried hard to avoid all my life, but after a few days of being cooped up with my crazy cats, you would feel like a basket-case too. I have found that there are few ways of battling this issue that don't make the feelings worse.
The first idea that I had was learning how to knit. Talk about knitting myself the perfect crazy cat lady sweater. I quit that idea fast, and moved on to what I thought were better ideas. Taking a walk was another idea, a really horrible one at that. Taking a walk in the bitter cold leads to one of two things. Frostbite, or slush in your shoes. I don't particularly like either of those, so I had to think of new ideas. Going to visit people! That seemed like a really great idea except that EVERYONE I know and their brother is working from 9-5 during the week, and those are the hours in which I am at my worst emotionally. Baking? Well that led to emotional eating, although it did also produce 36 dozen cookies that I packaged as gifts for Christmas.
In a last ditch effort to improve my mood, I threw on some old jeans, and an over-sized sweatshirt and said "I give up!" http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=503360419195669643I sat on the love-seat located by my window and planned on staying there till the snow melted. I stared out the window and watched the snow continue to fall, and felt myself sinking lower and lower into the plush microfiber, and almost drifting into a daze. I quickly snapped out of it as a massive chunk of snow fell off of my roof and on to a bush on the side of the house. It was beautiful. I ran for my camera, snapped a picture, and completely snapped out of it.
The one thing I like most about winter is how it looks! It is gorgeous, pure white and clean. The cleanest white place I knew was the town park and I knew I could find some beauty there if I just tried, so I took a walk down and snapped a few photos. I would load them, but the uploader doesn't want to work today, so maybe in the near future.(you can see them on my facebook though) If the sun were shining it would have made for a better day of photos, but I still loved some of what I was able to capture, and although it still looks somewhat depressing out, I know that the spring will bring a whole new set of photos for me to capture. I only have a couple more months to go, and I think I can make it that long.
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