When you're away, when I'm missing you to death

Unfortunately the weather has an affect on you. Since the day I got back to Rock Hill after my week off for Christmas I've been in a wretched mood. I had no desire to be at home in Gaffney and no desire to be back here and going back to a routine. The joy of Christmas was over and spring felt so far away. For these slow and long winter months, no one is outside and nothing fun happens. The most exciting holiday is valentine's day and that's debateable. But this weekend has been a delightful 70 degrees and sunshine. On saturday Erica and I ate lunch, went shopping, got icecream, and headed to the lake with Ben Gibbard playing on the radio driving down the highway. I felt like everything was new and happy and no one was inside. The sun was the brightest it has been in months and the wind blew with warmth instead of in an attempt to kill you, like every other winter day. I just wanted to be a kid playing outside until it got dark and it was time to go in. Not to be a downer, but this weather won't last for much longer. The groundhog did see his shadow so we have some more cold days ahead of us. I'll try my hardest to fight this seasonal depression in these hard days, but the feeling I got this weekend is enough to look forward to.