The worst part of winter is the darkness. It's dark when I get up, dark when I leave for work, and it starts getting dark again about 4 in the afternoon. I usually need to turn on my desk lamp about 3:30, so I can see.
And I have a corner, with floor to ceiling windows.
But all that changed this morning.
This morning I noticed that it was getting a little lighter, as I made my way across the Bloor Viaduct.
The sky was bright. The sun refracted off the tip of the CN Tower.
Somewhere in my body I felt it. The darkness would not last forever. Spring would come.
Isn't it funny how just a little change in a positive direction -- the slightest tweak -- can so immediately improve the mood?
And isn't it funny how this lesson applies to all of life?
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