Waking up this morning and seeing a lovely bit of sunshine has definitely got me off to a great start to the weekend.
I got up at eight and took the dog for a walk – the first time I’ve been out of the house for two days and now I’m getting some writing done. I don’t know what it is about a bit of blue sky and warmth that makes me so much happier and more productive. It’s like emerging from a cocoon.
While Seasonal Affective Disorder is often shunned as being a yuppie excuse for laziness there is a lot to be said for it, some even citing it as a form of hibernation to limit our movements during the Winter when previously there would have been scarce amounts of food which does make a lot of sense. While we have the comforts of the modern age it doesn’t change the fact that we are still animals, and have very primal urges – just spend a Saturday night out in Southend to see a perfect example of this. I see no reason that we should ignore our bodies in this way, I am a firm believer in listening to my body – only eating when I’m actually hungry, sleeping when I’m tired – which may sound like the most obvious thing in the world but there are far too many people who eat just because it’s their preset ‘lunchtime’ or ‘dinnertime’.
I think what I’m getting at is throw the curtains wide, get the hell out of bed and go and do something. These days are precious.