frühjahrsmüdigkeit

Every year as the weather alternates between Spring and Winter, warms up, cools down and just generally fucks with us from January to June I get this condition. Spring tiredness. Spring sadness. A complete and utter German existential crisis. As I sit here now, desperately hoping that my 4-o'clock espresso will successfully replace the nap I so wish I could take, I can't help but think that my sensitivity to the change in seasons is getting more pronounced the older I get. Or, maybe I'm just plain-old-English tired.