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Tag: seasonal affective disorder spring

You can take spring, I’m going to bed

Ah, screw it. I’m happy as hell that it’s a dark, rainy day. The dimness balms jangled, irritated nerves that a sunny day would rub raw. Most people I know welcome the arrival of spring. Redbuds push, lilacs bloom, and dogwoods display their color. Aromas of grass and flowers fill…

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