Sunny Days

May and June are consistently my happiest months, and I think it’s largely because they’re the sunniest. When I can feel the sun on my face on the way to work and on the way home, I feel a burden lift that I don’t even realize I carry for most of the year. I can feel myself soaking up the light like a plant. Maybe it’s an HSP thing, or a Floridian thing, but lack of light takes a physical toll on me. It’s why I could never work a night shift or move far north, and why I won’t even look at a car without a sunroof. It’s why I got a sun lamp for my desk – being shut away in an interior office five days a week is far from my ideal situation. So it’s a huge relief to know that when I leave work, I’ll still have several hours of light to ride my bike or do yard work or lounge in my hammock or just feel like a human. I don’t have to rush around to get things done before sunset. It’s wonderful.

When I get old, or maybe sooner, I’ll probably have to move back to Florida for my overall health.

Am I the only one who feels this way?

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