I wrote around this time last year about how a cold snap can help to shrug off summer doldrums.

Perhaps doldrum is a strong word. Sloth is much more fitting. I don’t get depressed in the summer, but I do get lazy. This same malady will afflict me later in the winter. The only solution to this problem are the months of change: Spring and Fall.

Fall reminds me of the sensations you get when you have a scrape — maybe carpet burn on your knee — that suddenly multiplies all of the sensations that your lazy epidermis has been so dutifully blocking. The nerves in the exposed area become painfully in tune with the world around you. Wearing jeans over a scraped knee can be very uncomfortable because you can feel every fiber slide by.

I liken it to the way a blind person’s other senses compensate for the lack of vision. It’s as if, suddenly, the change in temperature calls forth senses I didn’t know I had.

The chill in the air reminds me of all the things I miss on a day to day basis. It reminds me how comfortable it is to be wrapped up in the bed in the morning, how great the first sip of caffeine in the morning tastes, how soft the leather on my seats is, how great music is, how much fun my job is, how great my friends are, and how much I miss my baby girl when she’s not around. These thoughts make me appreciate the wonderful things that I have in life.

It also give me a runny nose. Nothing’s perfect.

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Posted at : September 28th, 2006 - 8:07 pm
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