This is me.
I have a serious case of seasonal affective disorder (SAD). When the season is over, we can just go back to calling it regular old depression, but for now...
The weather here is horrible. I'm starting to believe the sun will never come out again. Ever. EVER EVER EVER.
So I'm pretending I'm somewhere else.
Earlier today, I was here:
It was really difficult to give him the bad news that we can't be together. The poor guy even took his shirt off in an attempt to change my mind.
Of course, I let him down ever so gently. Everyone knows my boyfriend here with me at the beach is this guy:
Then we built this sand castle:
I'm going to shower and change into a sundress before we sit by the pool and watch the sunset.
Because I am here.