October 2nd, 2011 | by Alan Cross
[Another missive from my wife. She's got a lot to say. Thanks for helping out. -AC]
Fall. Not the calendar season. Apple picking. Apple cheeks. Cords and plaid and Hunter boots.
But Fall as in falling-temperatures, light levels, moods all plummet. Vitamin D supplements in overdrive.
Grey skies presage grey moods. Introspected introverts thrive. The music echoes. Rock is good for Fall. What is depression except anger turned inwards asks the self-taught expert? (One semester of Psych. Fifteen years of Oprah.)