"Maybe you're seasonally affected," she said to me when I told her about how I like to keep my curtains wide open when the sun is out, even when I'm not home.
"I get this feeling like some of the sunlight will get trapped in the room and stay there for a little while after the sun goes down," I told her.
I've still seen no evidence of this working; though I try everyday. This morning the windows are wide open, the shades are drawn, the curtains are pushed to the side. It still feels dark in here.
"Seasonally affected."
How about terminally distracted?
What should I listen too in the spring? What should I eat in the summer? Should I go for walks or watch movies?
Obsessively lonely?
Always needing more light. Always wishing for second pair of eyes to look on with mine.
In the spring we're looking at flowers. In the summer we're looking at the sky. In the fall we're watching the leaves turn. In the winter we're looking at each other.
The view from the window and the view from the porch stay the same throughout the seasons; except for sometimes there's snow. Sometimes there are girls.
Most of the time there are people who I don't know. They're walking dogs and holding hands and smiling. In a few hours, I'll probably serve them coffee.
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