December is coming, damn. December always makes me depressed. Christmas is coming and that will be good. To busy to get morose, but I know following that comes January… and then, the dreaded February!
Feburary always toasts my mood. Invariably I end up giving the “My Ancestors were Idiots” speech to someone in February. It’s not like Toronto has real winters. Just rain and slush and the ocassional blizzard… sigh