It’s that time of year again, and I am feeling low. I know Melbourne winter is nothing like the perpetual darkness of, say, the London working week, nor as cold, but at this time of year, every year, I fall into the kind of funk that can’t even be overcome by the great working class escapes of beer and football. It seems to have come early this year … I wish I could get outta here.
More coffee might help, but I am sure if I had a cardiologist, they’d be getting pretty worried about the extent to which I seek solace in that particular vice.
More blogging might help a bit … if the fine writers out there hadn’t gotten completely over it all – why the nothing, people? Does anyone know of anything good and reliable to read?
Urgh, I hate winter.
I hate the darkness, too. Pic: http://www.chud.com
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