When I came to England to start this old MBA degree for Hope Runs they forgot to tell me about the weather.
I mean, sure, I knew.
"England is cold," people said.
"In England I remember stepping off the curb into puddles of ice cold water in the winter," my father said.
"You need to dress with long underwear - like you're camping," my mother said.
Since both my parents studied here, they seemed to have lots of opinions.
Case in point: it's cold. More than that, though, I seem to be having a problem with the entire lack of sun and just general lightness flowing onto this here British earth. When I awake at 7:45, it's darkish. When I am still sitting in class at 3:45 pm, it's already getting darkish. And, as you might imagine, its also quite dark during the night. Point being - I miss light. Here's some (with a little Edwin included):