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cleolindaI now know which fashion designer and Eddie Izzard line I am.
Soooo cooooold. My mother keeps making rumblings of hope about my class being canceled tonight. For sleet. Dude, I know this is Alabama, but even we don't cancel shit for sleet.
Trying to get back into the swing of things. I have these awful highs and lows--I mean, not "Girl, Interrupted" awful or anything, but when I'm on a high, I blog and I update and I post and I do all sorts of things, and people come to expect me to, y'know, keep doing that. And then I get sick, or I get tired, or busy, or it gets cold and I go into my annual hibernation-depression mode, and people are like, "Where the hell did you go?" And I lose all my readers and have to go hunt them down again, and really, they deserve better than that. All twelve of them.
I have finally come to realize, though, that it is the cold weather right now, because I do this every January: I'm perfectly happy, spirits high, but physically I feel exactly the same as if I were depressed. Draggy and logy and slothful and unmotivated. And I finally realized: Gee, if this happens from late December to early February every year--the precise months it actually gets cold in Alabama--and you're not unhappy, do you think it could be the weather?
I know this happens to tons of people. Something about there being less daylight and hibernation mode and... stuff. I just don't know what to do about it, other than put on another sweater.
Soooo cooooold. My mother keeps making rumblings of hope about my class being canceled tonight. For sleet. Dude, I know this is Alabama, but even we don't cancel shit for sleet.
Trying to get back into the swing of things. I have these awful highs and lows--I mean, not "Girl, Interrupted" awful or anything, but when I'm on a high, I blog and I update and I post and I do all sorts of things, and people come to expect me to, y'know, keep doing that. And then I get sick, or I get tired, or busy, or it gets cold and I go into my annual hibernation-depression mode, and people are like, "Where the hell did you go?" And I lose all my readers and have to go hunt them down again, and really, they deserve better than that. All twelve of them.
I have finally come to realize, though, that it is the cold weather right now, because I do this every January: I'm perfectly happy, spirits high, but physically I feel exactly the same as if I were depressed. Draggy and logy and slothful and unmotivated. And I finally realized: Gee, if this happens from late December to early February every year--the precise months it actually gets cold in Alabama--and you're not unhappy, do you think it could be the weather?
I know this happens to tons of people. Something about there being less daylight and hibernation mode and... stuff. I just don't know what to do about it, other than put on another sweater.
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Date: 2004-01-08 01:40 pm (UTC)Curling up with a nice book under the covers
A steaming mug of hot chocolate
Layers and layers of warm clothes
Letting yourself just be
So if you go and find there's less readers. Don't fret. You do need the time to yourself.
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Date: 2004-01-08 01:50 pm (UTC)also something that helps is you can get these light bulbs which are supposed to simulate daylight. ive never tried them but apparently they're pretty good cos they fool your body into thinking its getting more light.
and i think vitamin d helps too.