Because I do. I really, really do. How could anyone like this nonsense?!
I loathe this season. I absolutely hate everything about this time of year. I would do anything to not be here, in Vancouver, on this roasting planet, right here and right now. And every summer is going to be worse than the last one, isn’t it?
Seasonal Affective Disorder is not solely reserved for winter, which I love. I am happy with every part of the year except for this one.
This is hell, for every single reason I am too tired to name. Hope you’re enduring it better than I am.

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