We're just a couple of days into Daylight Savings Time, but already I can't take it.

I'm SAD.

Yesterday I was out hiking at Laudholm Farm in Wells and the shadows were loooooooooong at 2:30! Damn.

And right now I'm looking out my office window at the downtown Portland skyline. It's 4:45. And it's pitch dark.

Sigh.

The folks at the Seasonal Affective Disorder Association (SAD) define SAD "as a type of winter depression that affects an estimated half a million people every winter between September and April."

Uh, yeah, and most of them live in Maine I'll bet.

I know, I know. It's going to take a little getting used to the idea. Always does.

But soon enough we'll be out skiing and snowshoeing and doing other fun outdoor stuff aplenty. In the hour and a half of winter daylight that we're allotted. Woo-hoo!

OK, planning a trip to Costa Rica now. And maybe the Keys. Or Southern California. Or all three.

Sun, baby. Gimme sun!