Dark evenings

My first commute after we moved to winter-time. It's 5.30 and dark as as...a dark winter night. Roommates and I have been talking about how it's the dead darkness of winter now, SADness and lack of motivation in the air.

Why must we believe that the darkness outside portends the darkness in our futures. Perhaps it's possible to not just live with the chilling darkness of Boston winters but thrive on them. To see the darkness as a cause to celebrate and be warm and comfy with friends and family an opportunity to live in the safety of our homes.

Why let the darkness defeat us, sap our energies when we can use it to explore the inside while venturing the known darkness outside. Use it as a lesson that unknown and darkness can be frightening without real cause of concern. As the dark winter is, so is our future: unclear and manageable, scary but unjustifiably so.