Writing with The Winter Blues

What is it about the snow and the cold that really brings people down this time of year? It’s uncomfortable and it ruins your car, makes you sick at times and is just downright depressing with the lack of sunshine, warmth and good vibes that Spring and Summer bring. It’s not very inspiring and if you have to drive to work every day in bad weather conditions, it’s stressful and can make even a good job feel like crap.

Some people love winter time. They love to watch the snow falling, the hot cocoa consumed in front of a fireplace with a nice warm blanket draped over them on a cold winter night. And if you have a special someone to snuggle under that blanket with, that makes it even better. Winter has its good points and its bad points, and I think the best way to get through the longest season of the year, is to accept it both ways. Take the good with the bad.

I can either sit in front of my window as, yet another snowstorm blows through and say why? Why does this have to happen? Or… I can work on my novel as the snow falls and enjoy the silence of the day because it really is quieter when it snows. I can think more freely and use my imagination with more focus and pretend I’m in a warm log cabin with a fireplace nearby keeping me warm and have a hot cup of my favorite coffee or hot chocolate with marshmallows of course. I can enjoy the serenity of it all and stay in the moment and worry about dealing with the cold and the icy roads and the slow traffic on my way to work the next morning, only to enjoy it once again after I return home.

I guess it’s all in the way you look at it. You can either enjoy it and use it to your advantage or you can just wallow in the misery of it all. I’m happy to say that this is the first year in the history of my life when I don’t have the winter blues. Other things give me the blues but that’s irrelevant. After all, I’m only human.

Don’t allow other people to make you feel bad or guilty about being depressed or sad about anything. It is your human right to feel whatever you feel when you feel it. It’s not good or bad. In recent years I’ve been seeing a lot of people who act like robots and just don’t want to feel anything and then look at you like some creature from another planet when you show some emotion. Is that where this world is headed? A world where humans no longer act human? If it is, then that is a world I’m not sure I want to be a part of. Don’t get me wrong, I love life and eating and breathing, laughing and screaming, loving and being loved. But how can you show joy if you’re afraid to show pain?

Until next time…