That’s what I’ve become.
I am a ghost of myself physically, mentally and spiritually.
This morning a light shone down on me:
…as I realized why I’ve become trapped in
It’s really SAD.
No, really, it’s Seasonal Affective Disorder…
…I’m allergic to all seasons.
I hate winter because of snow.
I hate spring because of rain.
I hate summer because of humidity.
I hate fall because of…er, I don’t know…I just hate it. OK?
But seriously, I do think that I’m affected by the lack of light in our “neck of the woods” which right now I’d like to chop off and replace with this:
I don’t know why, but I do know:
I must get out of here.
I must get free.
And in this mind is the key.
Er, yeah, this is the song that inspired the title.