Three Hundred Nineteen: The Greyness

“Every day is like Sunday. Every day is cloudy and grey.”  – Morrissey

Sunday, November 16th

This post could also be entitled “50 Shades of Grey” but the subject matter is not erotic, thrilling, nor is it a page-turning topic. The greyness is a blanket that covers my world from September until May, sometimes June – not the sort of blanket that gives you the warm fuzzies either.

It takes a concerted effort to be an active and participating member of my community during the greyness. The grey monotony goes on and on like one of those old hypnotism LPs. It’s vaguely reminiscent of the “Fog” from the 1980s horror flick of the same name, but instead of carrying the ghosts of dead seamen it brings lethargy, apathy, and an unwillingness to get outside for fresh air. I could wax poetic on grey days forever, but I’m sure that you get the point.

What would be your ideal climate to live in? Do you live there?

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