March has been interesting. Things brewing for at least half a year finally boiled over. The Switchboard project has picked up pace (april is going to be much worse in that regard). I have felt more energised as the light has returned. I started reading again. I get things done around me. Mum visited. I have gone outside my comfort zone and done something impulsive twice (dinner with work on an impulse/no advance warning, and the garden fair on one day warning).
There has been no common thread that is not there else I think. My cycle of apathy that progresses in autumn, sometimes countered by and sometimes strengthened by events around me, then becoming more alive again in the spring. Every year feeling better than the year before though.