D'you think it's worth me getting one? For some reason winter always twists me up. I get reticent and angry, cut myself off, and have some pretty fun delusions about the end of the world. When I was younger I used to think of it as a time of change: around late October some huge question, a completely impossible possibility, will arise and sit on my head until March. Back then I thought I had the questions answered - I didn't, I'd just cheered up a bit.

I'm finding it weird since I've moved. For weeks now it's been pitch dark at 4pm - it's just oppressive. My friend and I left the house to go shopping at lunchtime and it was dark on the bus home, and we'd barely been out.

Hmm.