This is such a warm story, for being about the cold/winter. I too come from an area with lots of S.A.D. occurrences. I haven't personally experienced it (at least not in a way other than not wanting to get up/go outside/etc). I've recently moved somewhere much more sunny and am oddly nostalgic for being sluggish and vaguely depressed in the winter. This story was the perfect thought for all that. The reluctance of getting out of bed but the warm comfort of a cozy house, and (obviously) Sweden. Very, very lovely.
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