Mental health. Survive winter depression!
"Winter is coming; we must make haste!" Unfortunately our winter is already here before the next season of Game of Thrones, so I suppose the mythical land of Westeros won't be much help in surviving the cold this year. Note that I am not hating on christmas or snow or presents that you end up returning, cookies your grandmother bakes, or any other custom that winter brings. I am hating on the lack of light. Light stabilizes serotonin in your nervous system. Serotonin is food for the mind and something so essential that without it, some pretty dark thoughts may churn in that pretty little head of yours.

So what do you do when the darknight rises? (hah.) Well, for starters eat lots of D-vitimin. Swallow it, drink it, snort it. These little buggers provide some artificial light that the sun naturally emits. Sleep well and eat well. Keep in mind that "well" does not mean a shit ton. Healthy amounts lie between 7-8 hours of sleep and 5 small portions of food daily. Drink lots of tea. Even if you hate tea. Tea is your friend. (If not, add sugar.) Light candles, lots of them. Before you fall asleep, think of 5 things that you succeeded with that day. Allow praise and don't overthink. Plan to have some alone-time at least once a week for yourself. Exercise to get your endorphins going or just fuck a lot. Lastly, remember to take things one small step at a time. You will get there, don't worry.

Disclaimer: I am in no way giving professional advice and speaking strictly from experience. I am diagnosed with MDD (major depressive disorder) and not SADs (seasonal affective disorder). However, these tips have really helped me. Good luck!
We are the kids who "cried wolf".
I’d woken up early and I took a long time getting ready to exist. It's almost like I'm living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there’s a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense. People keep interpreting me completely differently. It’s beginning to make me question which one of them I actually am. What horrifies me most is this idea of being uselessly well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age. I want to bring depth and meaning to the little humanity we seem to have. Forgive me, if I were to bring down your spirits, for that isn't my intention, but to merely forge your perspective to that of a more realistic one. It's one of those days.
I feel torn between the desire to create and the desire to destroy.
Our expectations mold the way we view our personal life situations and the life situations of those around us, even if the true intentions of those around us aren’t really the way we perceive them to be. Humanity is now faced with a stark choice: Evolve or die. … If the structures of the human mind remain unchanged, we will always end up re-creating the same world, the same evils, the same dysfunction.
Like kings in Tylösand.
Handsome fellows.
Take me travelling.
The past couple of days I've spent most of my time taking mini road trips across the country and sunny Båstad was one of those destinations. We ate well, visited the shores, went out on the water, and found ourselves in the middle of a tournament of some sort. Regardless of the sport, the boys gathering around the village were gorgeous. Actually regardless of the boys, the cars parked around the area were gorgeous. Every single one of them settled on the street shimmering in the sun practically begging for attention. I think I'll take my little Peugeot elsewhere.
Sweet August.
Philosophy: Backyard theories.
Imagine how incredible it would feel to be the air that inhabits another person for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary. It’s like your name, how you don’t notice it for so long, but when you finally do, you can’t help but say it over and over, and wonder why you never thought it was strange that you should have that name, and that everyone has been calling you that name for your whole life.
Philosophy: Where is the right.
We must do away with the absolutely specious notion that everybody has to earn a living. It is a fact today that one in ten thousand of us can make a technological breakthrough capable of supporting all the rest. The youth of today are absolutely right in recognizing this nonsense of earning a living. We keep inventing jobs because of this false idea that everybody has to be employed at some kind of drudgery because, according to Malthusian-Darwinian theory, he must justify his right to exist. So we have inspectors of inspectors and people making instruments for inspectors to inspect inspectors. The true business of people should be to go back to school and think about whatever it was they were thinking about before somebody came along and told them they had to earn a living.
A rabbit a tree and a train.
Spent a rough well-deserved week in Västerås with my cousins (blattevarning) messing about and getting up to no good. Of all things I suppose a massive amount was disbursed on alcohol, cigarettes, and waiting in long lines to bang-up nightclubs. None of which were actually photographed so instead, here you are looking at an eight year old rabbit named "Piggelin", a nice darn tree, and a view of something somewhere in a distance through a window from a train in Sweden.
I seem to have massive writer's block. I can't think of anything particularly interesting worth sharing about my life today. Does that automatically mean I'd post a picture of my dog? Duh. Keep checking in though cause soon something cray is gonna be released. ;) Oh and by the way, if I attempted to explain to my readers what a massive amount of womanly activities I have completed today such as laundry, cleaning, washing etc. I'm pretty sure you would fall into one of those epileptic seizurual coma attacks where your brain would collapse within itself. Without krydd. I'll go make a sandwich now.
Wayfaring stranger.

Leaving you off with a homemade pillow, some tea and the beloved song above. I kid you not when I tell you this chair is my new home. That and my face in a Harry Potter book. Stay golden lovelies.
Satan says brush your teeth.
I can't even.
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This person saved my life a little bit. Thank you, whoever you are. This is beautiful.