Every year around this time I start to feel really bad and I’m never sure why.
And every year, some reporter at a major magazine who wants to sound smart and cutting-edge explains that what I have is Seasonal Affective Disorder (S.A.D.). It’s not as if this information is a real revelation, and as if this person is really clever and original. But let’s forget him for the moment, because he’s already getting on my nerves.
S.A.D. or (an advanced stage of THE PITS) is a real illness like bronchitis, only not as loud. Recent studies seem to show that the brains of people with S.A.D. actually shrink, which explains why test subjects couldn’t do simple math problems (true), and several went down one hat size.
Medical studies have indicated that this condition is not just due to wintery weather (as many believed). S.A.D. strikes even here in Ajijic where the sun seems to smile perpetually on us like a God on Xanax. The puzzling condition really comes from knowing that everybody but you will be having sensational holiday or Hanukkah parties. And they’re always there for you if you need them to be happy.
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