Bad Weather

There’s something about cold weather that brings about melancholia. I’m glad I live in the tropics. I might end up suicidal if I had to go through winter seasons. Just kidding.

It’s actually a number of things that’s bringing about this sense of despondency right now. But I’d rather blame the weather. It makes things less complicated.

The wind is no longer as freezing as it was the past few days. Which is a shame because, after two days of enduring the cold, I finally brought a bright pink jacket to keep me warm… only to find that it’s no longer that necessary. Oh, well.