Yesterday I read somewhere that January 19th was a peak depression day in the US. Between the post-holiday winter deadness and forgotten resolutions, it was forecast to be a shitty day. I left my office at 7:30 and spent the commute chatting about the sad state of a loved one. My driveway was impassable thanks to the plow man. A few minutes later the hum and vibration of the snowblower was barely sensed above the Heatbreakers in my head. A clean driveway always lifts the spirits.
I have a feeling today will be better and a lot brighter for many.