Showing posts with label SAD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SAD. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

A reminder


Sadness, originally uploaded by nantel.
Life is fragile and precious! Sometimes we take our days for granted and plan our life for moments ahead and forget what is around us. The here and now.I'll take this moment to be thankful for wonderful parents, good sibling, good health, good friends, decent working colleagues, a stable job, a car that works, a place to call home, enough money to splurge on silly things and not worry about the dent on the bank account, the ability to appreciate these good things which surround me daily.

Happy Wednesday everybody. Today I am reminded of our own mortality and the precious life with which we are each blessed with.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Seasonal Affective Disorder


The general idea is the less sunlight you get, the higher the chance you'll sink into depression. And so as the days gets shorter, and presumably the temperature drops ( this has not been correlated to depression as yet but I'm adding it in anyway) your ability to be happy decreases. I wonder whether possibly, there may be the opposite of this phenomenon. This observation is obviously not gauged from the days in tropical sunny Malaysia. Although we do get those rainy wet prolonged days where it's basically pouring with rain 24 hours. We could argue that would be a good reason to be depress, clothes can't dry, flash floods mess up the traffic. You get wet walking from carpark to work.Unless you're lucky enough to get underground parking, and if so, the horror of a mini flood drowning the car then becomes your primary concern.

As a student, the start of sunny weather marked the begining not just of the glorious summer holidays ahead, but the dread of the upcoming summer exams BEFORE you get your holidays. Winter ironically meant the start of the academic year where the pace is nice and slow, lectures are nice and muddly and nobody cares at that point whether they actually understand the notes they're so busy jotting down. There's my explanation for why I like those wet, dull days.
Picture taken in my "office" The mess is all mine.