Back to my natural cycle

You’re going to think I’m crazy, but the last couple days in Florida, I really started to miss Chicago-land weather — the cold and the gray.  I had trouble making sense of it myself, but I felt a distinct sense of disjointedness.  And I’m pretty sure it was all the sunshine and warm weather.  It was great for the first week, but then I started to imagine what it would be like to live in Florida year round and I felt an onset of anxiety.  Weird, I know.  I guess I need my seasons.  I wasn’t sure until we landed in Chicago in 40º weather.  And I felt elated.  And now, this morning, it is blessedly snowing.  I’m home.  And I guess home is somewhere between the 35th and 45th parallels north.