Every winter I get depressed. It is like clockwork, one morning I will wake up- about a couple weeks after the first cold night, and I will feel like nothing matters. I know this is a biological thing, but that still doesn’t make the sinking feeling any less real. This picture is how winter makes me feel, cold and constantly feeling ripped apart- slowly but steady as the bland days stretch on and on. The only hope I hold to during those times is that Spring will come.