Sun
Here the sun is pale. Paler than what I feel it should be because back home, in Vermont or Wisconsin, it would be stronger, fuller, livelier. A deeper gold color. Warmer, deeper. It would make colors richer, not whiter. It would bring out colors that aren’t even there instead of silencing those that are.
Sun and warmth are things that I need. Seasonal depression is real for me. Vermont doesn’t have sun all that often. Perhaps that’s why, when it is sunny there, I see things so vividly. Maybe this place knows it gets sun a lot, so it doesn’t need to worry about being vivid. I need it to, though.











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