If I'd wanted this much sun, I'd have moved to California.

... or is Florida the "Sunshine State"? Because you couldn't pay me to live there. But I digress...

I was trying to count today how many days of sunshine we've had in a row, and it took both of my hands to do it, which makes me happy, because as much as I was starting to fancy myself a cave dwelling, darkness-loving, vampire type who could only properly function in a near total greyness, this near week's worth of sunshine has really done it's work and improved my spirits almost tenfold. I find myself motivated to look for jobs, anxious to explore Seattle, and able to encounter small children without my usual impulsive desire to cower in a corner until their cooing, gurgly presence is well outside of my sphere of consciousness. Which is a definite improvement.

I've also come to realize that, as blogging about my experiences wherever I am is about the only mode in which I truly write anymore, I ought to do it more often. Who knows if that means it'll actually happen or not. Let's find out... TOGETHER!