I do not understand how the people in Forks, Washington can stand it. The dreary, misty gray setting for the popular vampire book series must be a haven for depression and misery. It is well and good for those that choose to live there, but when it comes to visit you, that is a totally different matter.
Depression can be a relative term, influencing each person in a different way. I never realized just how much our environment can affect the symptoms until the perpetual dull, overcast weather of the northwest came to visit. It has camped out with us here in the Midwest for several weeks now, and my mood is beginning to suffer.
All the joy seems to be leaching out of me as the fog engulfs my body whenever I step outside. My natural sleep rhythm is already faulty this time of year. A problem exacerbated by the never ending gloom that just will not seem to go away. So there is no motivation, no cheer, and no will to strive for anything. Everything sucks, and probably will, until the sun comes out. Tomorrow, maybe!? I sure hope so!
