Personality: A Seasonal Disorder

I might have four different personalities, but it’s hard to tell. I recognize this statement can be interpreted in a couple of ways: 1) That I’m trying to attract attention through the construction of mysterious attributes; 2) I’m actually crazy. Neither is true. I have simply noticed that annual changes in my character correlate with the movement of our planet. As the earth tilts towards and away from the sun, certain predictable patterns follow its path. Living in Moscow, far north of the equator, is just the environment in which these traits are best expressed. As is the case with nature’s seasons, my largest transformations occur at high latitudes.

At the moment, spring has decided to stick around. It may disappear under a few inches of snow tomorrow, considering that this town uses sunrays as a tormenting device, but at least I have felt its effect. My coffee consumption has decreased and my mood has been uplifted by the sounds of life. It’s like God turned up nature’s version of Stevie Wonder and now every critter feels like it’s baby making time. I also am beginning to care about each day again. I’m not a nihilist in winter, more like a bear. I simply hibernate and growl at whatever disturbs my hibernation, especially school, but that season is long gone. My blood has started to flow again and I now feel awake, optimistic, and energized. When I walk around town it's with new eyes. My vision, with my thoughts, has expanded beyond just how to get from bed to school, to food, and then back again. I want to talk to people, be social, and express the revitalization that has occurred within me. Summer and fall will bring their own unique changes, but right now I’m content with Moscow while Moscow is green. I had almost forgotten what it is like to wear shorts. Enjoy it.