Oh, seasonal depression.

Oh my god, fucking seasonal depression.


You don’t really realize how lack of sun and warmth snaps the warmth out of your soul.


Until one day suddenly you’re flipping every single person off when you drive.


The time when ghosts love making their presence known and you go down every spiral your unhinged brain can make up.


Why? Because why not?


Every single thing is cold and it starts to travel deep within your bones. Reminding you of life’s pain that’s unsettling because it just stays.


Holding on for dear life to the promise of spring.


Though the mind is a battlefield in the cold.


There’s beauty in it.

The earth is quieter.

Sprinkled with pockets of light that makes your soul swell.


A reminder that the sun will burn brighter again.

-AR

A series of three photos showing a beige garage with snow on the ground and bare winter trees in the background.
Panoramic winter view of a snow-covered ranch house with an American flag against a sunset sky framed by bare tree branches.
Snow covered RV campground with multiple trailers parked in a row at sunset with bare winter trees in the background.
Snow covered suburban street at dusk with white houses and bare trees casting long shadows in winter.