Is it the cold harsh weather and lack of sunlight ? Is it the holiday joy , blaring from the radio or documented in the news , that one assumes everyone feels except yourself .
Is it the thought that following xmas is the new year , etching into history the past years` unfulfilling monotony. Is it knowing that this years goals , will once again fail to be reached.
The years have sloughed off my blissful naievety... I no longer dream. I no longer hope.
I am suffering from seasonal depression ; the season is the millenium.
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