With rain and wind already battering the Pacific Northwest, I am fighting my winter blues a bit earlier than normal. Daylight Savings Time doesn't help. It's barely 4:40 p.m. and it is already dark.
I don't like winter and I believe the feeling is mutual with winter.
I don't like the rain much. Snow sucks. I've looked at clouds from both sides now and I really don't like clouds much either.
So why do I live around Seattle? It's not because it is touted as a cool place to live. That's only if you are under 30. It's not even because it is near water (which is why I thought I moved here in the first place). The water is as gray and dark as the sky.
I live here because I ended up here. Not sure where else I'd go. Once you reach the west coast, it doesn't seem practical to go eastward.
Perhaps climate change will eventually make the Pacific Northwest tropical. That would be nice. Even if it kept raining, it would be a warm rain.
Regardless, I sometimes just feel like pulling the covers over my head until it all passes.
It can't rain all the time.