A Long March

For the past 10 years (as long as I’ve been noticing) March has been tough month for me. It’s as if my mind and body finally succumb to the winter’s weight. The smallest things start to seem overwhelming and their failure inevitable. Rather than magical place full of opportunity and wonderfulness, the world seems trite, annoying, and unhelpful.

It’s not an enjoyable way to spend one day or 31.

Yet, despite the calendar marking the end of May and the mercury forecast to hit 90°F, my mind is stuck in March.