The grayer, the windier, the colder, the better. Maybe it’s because I was born in November, in Canada, or my general disposition, but when the weather turns I feel better. I know there’s that SAAD that afflicts people, but I just feel happy. I get that some think of the beach in July as heaven, but I’ll take a whistling November wind scuttling clouds across a gray sky just about every time.
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