I am suffering.
The End.
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Assuming the title of your post means what it implies, then I can ABSOLUTELY relate. So I’ll tell you what saved me recently: a text marathon w/ someone having a much more fabulous time than I. It worked better than the best over-the-counter medicine.
Or therapy.
I am suffering as well. Hope my company helps.
But every day we gain two minutes of sunlight! TWO WHOLE MINUTES!!!
Amy–I know! The other day, I left work at 5 and it was still light out! Only for about 30 seconds, then it was dark as hell again. But still… We’re getting there!