It's 4:17 PM as I type, and the sun is well on its way down.
I can remember a time when I didn't mind the shorter days, but in recent years I have felt it dragging me down some. High-latitude readers, help me out. What do you do to fight the blahs?
Also, here come The Holidays (dum dum DUMMMMMMM!). Not to be a total downer -- and this is probably a rotten thing to say, as a parent -- but just between us grownups? Christmas has become something I don't particularly enjoy any more. There, I said it.
I know, it's Not About Me.
And I don't mean to whine. Just to say to other folks whose favorite time of year this isn't: I feel ya. I do.