A bunch of post from last month fosstodon activity
For me, winter has become a hell. Mentally. I think it always has been this way, but it’s first now, when I’m “all grown up” that I can see it, feel it. I love the light and the warmth. I need to point out that it’s not like I’m suffering or needs to see a doctor. Its more like a struggle. A long, dark struggle. Through the darkness towards the bright long days and warm nights.
I’m giving me a task this summer: to take notes on everything that makes the summer life good and bearable
22.06.12 Early morning kickin’!