#20: Pitch Black
Rihards SteinbergsIt’s currently 16:42 in Finland as I’m writing this entry. And it’s pitch black outside.
I’ve been in Finland now for thirteen years, and winter depression comes and goes in waves, or for me in years.
Some years I don’t feel it at all, and some years it feels like, “Yeah, I fully understand why people leave Finland for the entirety of November and sometimes even most of Decemeber”.
And I say that as someone who lives in the south of Finland.
This year it does feel like the latter. And it’s not even that much about the daylight. It’s that when there is daylight, it’s grey, it’s cold, and it’s constantly wet and drizzling.