I'm up early on brisk Sunday morning and being reminded how much the weather affects my mood. I am aware of the whole SAD phenomenon, and I believe it to be true, but I am always surprised how it surprises me. I'm 40 years old...you would think that I would know this about myself by now. I love the sun. I am better and more active and more creative in warm weather. Why the hell do I live in a place that I see it so rarely???
One of my dreams is to own a sailboat. I have taken a few sailing lessons and have some basic understanding of what's going on around the boat, but I am not qualified to call myself a sailor by any means. It is a part of my larger life goal though. I've looked into getting my captain's license and maybe starting a coaching program that takes you out on the water. It's all here in my mind but still seems to be so far away (especially as there is still snow on my roof.)
So what's the point of telling this story right now? I guess it's just a reminder that we can forget the things we know to be true about ourselves. Sometimes we need to reintroduce the current ME to the real ME because they can be different. Never assume that just because your life looks the way it does in this moment, that you will be this person forever. Keep in touch with your dreams and your happy places and you will get yourself on the right course.