Is it me, or does it seem darker this year? I mean that literally, not metaphorically. Daylight Saving Time hasn’t even ended, but I don’t think the sun got the memo. I swear it wasn’t this dark last October.
Yes, I know. I live in Minnesota. That’s what happens in autumn. Of course, next Sunday, it will be full-on:
Most of the time, this is a fair trade for living in a place without poisonous snakes, scorpions, and large creepy-crawly bugs.
Still, it’s dark out there. I must fight the urge to head off to bed at 7:30 p.m. Y’all, I seriously keep toddler hours in the winter. Or maybe I’m part bear (it could be true) and, like other sensible creatures, prefer to hibernate.
During my brain break week, it occurred to me that I might be missing a mood brightener. For a variety of reasons, I closed my Spotify account earlier this year. I always feel like I should enjoy Spotify. But really? I find it hard to like. It’s busy and pushy and noisy.
But Apple’s been bugging me (I sense a trend here) to try Apple Music free for three months. So, I finally gave in. The interface isn’t nearly as busy (thank you), though I’m curious why there’s a separate app devoted solely to classical music.
In any case, I’d like to see if regular music can help brighten my winter. For today, though, I’m planning to indulge in some witchy vibes, shuffle some Stevie Nicks, and cook up something on the stove.