That's what it was like for me in Michigan. I lived there for 13 years. The winters were simply way too long for me. I don't know if or how much in my case my having grown up in the south was a factor in my eventual cabin fever and need to move away, but I remember once in mid-May looking out of the living room windows and watching it snowing and I started saying, "Don't you people see what's happening here?! This is wrong!". There were no people which is maybe a good thing and beside the point. It was depressing after 13 years. Because it's just wrong.





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