It seems like it has been too cold for too long. The house heating never goes off, and the heat from a wood fire disappears faster up the chimney than it fills the living room. Perhaps if it snowed, I might feel more sanguine about it, but it is such a dull cold here right now.
The one good thing is that I sense the days are getting longer, and with the increasing light my winter blues diminish. Not that they have been very strong this year – in part because I have been so busy at work with little time to brood. But with all that activity comes a sense that I am not giving myself enough space to really think (about my place in life and what I want out of it). That is the conundrum of the moment and one that needs an answer.