spaced out (stream of consciousness) blog: ep 2 "Summer Depression"

I hate Summer. I always thought I would grow out of it, but I haven't. Two decades of miserable summers, and I haven't learned the trick to making them any easier. I try. Romanticizing it all. The illusion fades so quickly.

When I was living in the Pacific Northwest, it was so much easier. Easier to breathe. I could still wear my favorite clothes, all of the layers. In the mornings it was foggy and cold and I could light the fireplace. 

I feel most like me in autumn. In the winter I can bundle and stay inside and wish for snow. Summer is so far away then. Now that summer is getting even hotter than ever sometimes I wonder if I can make it through many more.

Do any of you out there deal with reverse seasonal depression? How do you cope?