In case you’ve missed the theme around these parts lately, my love of winter is slowly escaping out the back door as a feeling of uneasiness and downright blah-ness takes over. Even my trip to Phoenix with Jeff on Saturday night (which I’ll post pics of tomorrow) couldn’t bring me out of my funk. Half of my issue is that I’m still recovering from the flu, and the other part is, as I’ve previously mentioned, the weather is slowly stealing my soul. Yesterday was a snow day and instead of being excited to not have to go into work, I felt like a caged animal. I cleaned house, did laundry, and listened to way too much Ryan Adams (geez, that guy can be depressing), but in the end, the day just felt like lingering death. I’m positive it’s nothing as serious as seasonal affective disorder, and while I’ve never been one to freely admit weakness, I could use a few extra hugs and rays of sunshine right about now.

I saw this masterpiece as I was leaving work on Friday and made a special trip back on Saturday to forever preserve it with my camera. I know now every time I drive by this stop sign, It’s going to be hard not to sing a lil Journey.