its a hard not life

rain, rain go away, come back another day.
i'm tired of the rain. and the gray. and the chilliness in the air. i want summer. i long for summer. yesterday there was a hint of what's to come. late afternoons, walking the dog, warmth, little clothes, no jersey needed, open windows, playing in the sun, sundowner beer. all that summery sunshine goodness. i don't know what's wrong with me that i'm craving it so much. lack of vitamin D? winter blues and winter skin need to be shed and discarded? think i just long to not be stuck indoors anymore; swimming and beach missions here we come.
perhaps its simply the reaction for sitting in front of a computer for over 8 hours a day? me thinks it is likely. if its not work, then its thesis. i want to vomit on my laptop i see it so often, for such long stretches of the day. its become my lover, my best friend, my hated rival and most evil enemy. god i need to get out of the house, and speak to normal people, not the computer or my dog. i can just hear my marbles falling onto the floor around me, and rolling away under a dusty cupboard.