sashinka | observation orientated, with a twist of lime | a blog

In my first - real - job, in the winter, I'd leave for work when it was dark, because we were in a - probably illegal - windowless office on Conduit Street - it would be dark all day, and by the time I left, it was dark again. You sense a theme emerging? Winter hours/no light is bad for your mental health. Snow's good, though.