OK, my usual Holiday funk that begins after Hallowe'en has culminated, as of a few weeks ago, in my usual March meltdown, and now I'm back on the upswing. Had some thoughts about spirals and cycles and seasons on the 8th anniversary of the breakup of my first marriage, which was the day before yesterday. Gotta watch out for winter. Winter and birthdays. I saw it coming-- "boy, winter's always tough on me"-- but couldn't get out of the way. Now it's gray and drizzly, and the forecast is for snow, but to me, Spring is here. I have decreed it.