"I like night time things.
Wolves. Moons. Auroras.
Art. Music. Firelight.
Mystery." ~Victoria Erickson
Pondering my unbalanced
Libra self, I find . . .
Isn't it strange how I suffer
from SAD, yet love the night
time?! I should be solar, yet
I'm lunar by nature and creed.
Love the sunset; sunrise comes
in second. Naught in this world
like sitting by the fire. Beats
being out in the sun every time.
So, wondering here, if the docs
haven't misdiagnosed me with
Seasonal Affective Disorder?!
Looks to me like winter would
be a kind of coming home for
me. All cozy and dark, yearning
for a fire and a delish hot soup.
Been trying nigh onto a 100
years to understand myself.
Looks to moi like it ain't
happening.
Still, the above insights might
just help me deal with dark side
of the year a tad better!
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