Anyone who knows me well knows that I hate confrontation.
After I moved back to the Midwest from a seven year sojourn in the South, I realized I would need some serious coping strategies for, oh, a good five months of the year.
Passive-aggressiveness doesn't work with Winter.
Denial doesn't work.
Avoidance doesn't work.
Somedays, the only way to escape the greyness pressing into the remote corners of the mindheartsoul, is to go out into the greyness.
And then, to discover a shaft of sunshine.
To make a shadow.