Wow. Did I really have puppy love for fall all these years? Ugh, my mind has done a complete 360, a second 360, a 180, a 90, a 45, a second 45, and another 180. (do the math) Autumn is horrible. The cold has gone from being a gentle reminder of things to come to an assaulting force that seeps into every crack of my uninsulated apartment. Sure, the trees make a pretty lightshow, but that's because they're pretty much the only light around right now: seriously, the light is dimmer, thinner, strained, and thanks to my lovely recent eye problems, I cannot leave my apartment after 5:30. I also can't read small type in any light, so there's that.

Being cooped up in the dark and the cold is friggin' depressing. I feel like a bird with clipped wings. Or ... a squirrel ... with a ... clipped tail? Okay, that analogy doesn't play through.

Here's to spring!