False. But really, I do legitimately struggle with SAD (seasonal affective disorder. Appropriate right?) during the winter. I’m sure I am not alone, I mean this is the bitter tundra after all. But I have noticed something lately. When you make an effort to surround yourself with beautiful people, beautiful music, and you do beautiful things, it doesn’t matter what the weather is like outside. Your soul feels like summer.
Even under winter’s oppressing grip. And then all the sudden, I am not dreading the next 4 months nearly as much.
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