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I moved from Tampa to Portland and I gotta tell you, I feel so much better most of the time. I'm just not a sunny person. I need my overcast.
Moving to Portland was when I realized it was actually S.A.D. and not just being miserable from the harsh winter weather I grew up with.
My first winter in P-town was amazing - there wasn't any snow or sub-freezing temps! My 2nd winter there I was cripplingly depressed from the lack of sun...
We moved from Houston to Seattle and we adore all the seasons here. Spring comes just as the winter feels like its dragging on. First the daffodils, then the tulips, then cherry blossoms explode! Then its summer and camping every weekend and Rainier and North Cascades and just go go go the entire time. Then fall comes and I fall over from exhaustion. Its time to put in the order for tea for the winter and catch up on all the shows we missed and all the board games we haven't been playing and just relaxing. Just when I'm tiring of the cold and the wet, the first daffodils pop up and we do it all over again.