Well, I'm Still Here

I grew up here.

I grew up loving here.

I even grew up loving winters here.

I still love here.

But the winters are killing me.

Mentally and physically.

No drive to go outside after the work day's done.

Too sore and tired to follow any exercise regimen to get myself back in shape.

And guilty that my problems are much less than many others', but still I bitch.

Is it time to find an escape from here?


There goes the optimistic light I wanted to cast around here.