It's one of those depressing days. December 16th, and it's raining. "Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky. Stormy weather..." I can deal with days where it is windy and rainy but not aggressive, but today I am wet, I am cold and I don't want to deal with this. "Life is bare, gloom and mis’ry everywhere. Stormy weather..." I am used to a set pattern of weather, a routine of seasons, each month calls for a specific type of weather. It should not be raining in December. That much I know. "Just can’t get my poorself together, I’m weary all the time."
What a depressing post. Oh well, tomorrow is my birthday so things will be happy... and it will stop raining too.