February Blues

I have decided that February is a lost cause. Not for any sane reason - after all, it is only a few days shorter than that of the other months but it's hard to want to post something you've written when you think that the month was tacked onto the calendar as an after thought.

Yes, yes, I know there's Valentine's day and I must admit that last year's Valentine's day has still not been topped in surprise and creativity but after that... what good is February?

It's short, it's cold, it's in between the joy of the New Year and the excitement of the coming spring, it just seems like such a waste. It's about the time that the winter blahs, as my mom calls them, start to take effect and give you the awful sensation of cabin fever. So if you don't enjoy the cold and being cooped up all day because of said cold and conditions like snow and ice, you're going to get depressed just a smidgen. The cold saps the warmth out of your bones, makes your skin tingle uncomfortably, any energy you had is quickly surrendered to wind that you have to fight against. It just isn't worth it.

I personally have rather hated this month with a vengeance, almost as much as it has hated me. After all, I go most of the winter without being sick and then February comes along and I am struck blind with headaches, rendered thoughtless with boredom, and all around just feeling icky - like I'm sick constantly but never sick enough to get over it or get better. I am just so fed up with this month that I can't even begin to explain it. Thankfully it will be over soon. Not soon enough for my tastes, though, because I know there will be a few more months before spring, but soon.

And then maybe soon it won't be so hard to smile, to get out of bed in the mornings, to try and function when I get into class - maybe. But at this point and on this day, when it snowed in the sunshine and the wind ate away any comfort I had, I doubt it. I am just fed up with February...