A glimpse into the mind of a pessimist:

The Winter Solstice is the darkest day of the year. It is the heart of cold and black, the day the sun cares the least for you. Some cultures celebrate the day because even though it is the darkest, tommorrow will be brighter; it is the turning point. But that small consolation does not stop the cold.

The Summer Solstice was this week, and it was the brightest day of the year. It was warmest, lightest, longest, your day to stay outside enjoying the sun's maximal attention. But I can't forget that it is the day that marks the down-turn, the descent into darkness that will last for 6 months. Every day darker than the last, until the year has ground to its end.

Happy Solstice!