winter blahs

Every year around this time, a certain sort of melancholy finds a home within my emotional state. I like to chalk it up to seasonal affective disorder (s.a.d.), but said disorder has been completely self-diagnosed and holds very little scientific merit.

Usually I get by; focusing on school or work or hibernation. Usually it's not as difficult as it has been this year. This year, there's another player in the mix; this year I've been quite a bit more emotionally distraught about this whole long distance relationship thing.

I love the american with my whole heart, but some days I feel like I may be slowly losing hold on my sanity (okay, that's a complete exaggeration, but humour me won't you). Perhaps the very reason I write this post is simply to allow myself a bit of space to vent, to let it out, to get it off my chest. Maybe, just maybe, these typed words will be what pick me back up out of this persisting malaise.

Or maybe I'll just wait until the spring. :)

I would love to give the masterful photographer who took beautiful photo credit. But alas, I have no idea where this photo came from.