Turning the Lights Back On

As noted in my previous entry, winter has a way of slowly dimming the room without telling you it touched the switch. It’s not enough to make you think something is wrong. Just enough that everything feels a little flatter, a little heavier, a little slower. You’re still functioning. You’re still getting things done. ButContinue reading “Turning the Lights Back On”

Not Depressed, Just Dimmed

January has a way of turning life’s dimmer switch down without asking permission. Not off. Not dark. Just… lower. That’s the best way I can describe winter when you live in quiet cottage country and work from home. The days aren’t dramatic enough to feel like a crisis, but they’re heavy enough to feel different.Continue reading “Not Depressed, Just Dimmed”