It gets dark early at night, now that we are in standard time. Sometimes, the fact that it gets dark so early really is difficult for me. It is as if the day has ended prematurely. I am not tired, I am not ready for bed, but I feel cocooned into my house. That is not totally true, because if I have some place to go or something to do, I will do it. But it is as if I am locked in.
This is the time of year I wish I had a fireplace. Not only would the warmth be wonderful, but the cheery brightness of the flames would improve my spirit.
I can go out and do if there is something to go out and do.
But, it gets dark early, and I retire in early. Even if I do not retire to bed early.
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