Published on 12, July, 2020
Anyone else have this?
Where most look forward to ever more daylight, it's around now that I start to miss in advance the clear delineation between day and night. That first evening leaving work and it's still daylight depresses me profoundly in a way I can't quite explain. The aggressive insistence of Spring I suppose.
I'm really going to miss my 4.30 pm twilights, but I suppose if we had our personal favourite seasons (autumn/winter in my case) all year round we'd never appreciate them to the extent we do.
Anyone else understand/have this reversal of the more conventional form of SAD? It's not that I won't get *something* out of the warmer months of flourishing nature, but witnessing Spring's birthpains is like an assault on the senses. Daffodils kind of disgust me - they're so raw, the early shock troops of the season, forced out of the soil into cold harsh misery and screaming in pain. Crocuses too. Like the visual equivalent of being near chopped raw onions or something. Snowdrops at least look more pleasant and delicate, but they're so impertinently 'early' - can we just have winter for now please, thanks? Anyone get this, or am I just sounding insane?
I took a supplement I thought would help me sleep but it's had the opposite effect. And here I am bright eyed and bushy tailed.
Hate it when that happens. Thought my posts might be the cure for insomnia, but maybe not
I daren't go to sleep in case I have a nightmare about daffodils screaming in pain
I'm only seeing this now! Nobody's ever written a poem about me (and my deranged thinking), I'm as touched as I am amused. Thank you!
There was an aspie named Shardovan
Who preferred wintertime rather than The brightness of summer Oh what a bummer He thought when he saw springtime yellow plants.
I was the same. I loved a good limerick. Light parody is one of the best. I do like Archy and Mehitabel though but that's not highbrow either.
That's very kind. I'd normally say something self-deprecating now, but I'm trying to curb that instinct a little more of late, so will take it in the spirit offered and with gratitude.
I'm not normally a big fan of poetry but your poetic writing on this forum last night was seriously impressive to me.
Shardovan said:the early shock troops of the season, forced out of the soil into cold harsh misery and screaming in pain
Shardovan said:ike an optic nerve torn from the earth and forced skywards towards the incoming sleet. You sense their gratitude when death’s merciful hand graces them at last.
Shardovan said:The summer flowers that follow know no such suffering
You have such writing talent, whether you choose to use it creatively or not. I could never produce anything as impressive as that.
I fell asleep, sorry! Otherwise I'd have kept the nonsense going for way longer believe me.
I used to be good at wee poems and things at school, but have no creative impulses that way as an adult. The very best of poetry is so good that it's too daunting an arena for me, so light parody is as far as I'll go on that front!