I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the the things that make me happy. Mostly because, for the first time in my life, I’ve been dealing with some low-level depression.
The depression stemmed from moving from Nevada to Pennsylvania right at the start of winter. It felt like I’d moved to an alien planet.
I miss the sun. I miss the feeling like I’m home. I’m just all around homesick and that’s led to me spending too much time sitting in my bedroom working and almost no time out in the world living.
So, it’s not winter anymore (finally.) Pennsylvania has gone from solid overcast and freezing to rainy and humid — but at least, warm. And I’m finally starting to feel better.
I’m acclimating, I guess.