What do you do when summer hits?

Let me say before I even begin… I am the minority.

Leaves on trees, sun on the back, happy people on the tube… oh, bless. People feel happy again.

But I don’t.

I liked grey miserable mornings. They were like the perfect handbag to match my mood.

Just because the weather has changed do I have to feel happy again? Come on. As a collective group of grumpy Londoners we united. Weather shit. Tube shit. Lack of quality coffee shit. Lack of exposure of skin to sun shit.

I felt shit. But everyone did as well. Just because it is sunny do I have to wake up and feel good about life again?

What a struggle.

But I will convert. Tubes are better when you wake up earlier. Legs are seeing sun when you take a breather in the park to catch up on the papers. Job gets easier when you see a change in the pattern. Relationships grow when you know that things can only get better not worse. Holidays bring you a wave of relief that a new haircut cannot deliver.

And time can just stand still. At least for a while until I have caught up on what was an everlasting winter.

It is time to thaw. A meltdown is just as good as a springtime.