Fall into Winter

I've been feeling depressed and grouchy lately. Just got into a fight with Lee. Me, exclaiming he is unfocused. He, saying that I am working at a glacier pace for my goals. I guess it is the weather. When it gets cold and grey like this, I get sad so easily. Crying in bed for no real reason, not anything even worth mentioning. But my sadness is just passing blues, of no real substance. I decided to get myself chocolate, which always helps, and went for a walk.

Today, it was the end of Daylight Saving Time here in the U.S, and the days get dark so early now. On my way to the BART station, I saw migratory birds leaving. I once read somewhere that scientists believe that it is not the temperature that alerts birds that it is time to move to the warmer South, instead it is the amount of sunlight. As the days get darker earlier and there is less and less sun, even the birds have taken off. As I watched those birds in the sky, standing there gawking on the pavement like an idiot, I saw a piece of rainbow, barely visible, like an illusion out of the grey rain clouds. And when I turned around to look back home, the sky was a brilliant red, like it was on fire. And then I felt better.

Birds will fly half way around the globe when sunlight on one hemisphere fades, and rainbows will appear almost magically on the darkest of days, the sun still sets bringing with it its fiery brilliance to bring light to abother side of the world. And I'm just a passer by, who is lucky enough to stumble upon all these beauty. So why should I be sad, when I'm lucky like that?