The most depressing Monday of the year they say, and I think they are not wrong. Today, Monday 15th January, here in Cambridge, it has been one of those so over-rainy and dark days. I’ve been working, working, working. I like this job, I feel lucky, but I’m feeling tired, tired, tired. My day here never opens with the light you would expect every new day, and it is super short (as well as cold). After work, exhausted, I rush home. Dinner and zero energy. I have to batten down the hatches. I’m just trying to understand how. Together with my energies, even my hormones are now dead, they said “Gi ‘! Come on..”, and then they committed suicide.