My White Desert Wasteland

There are several things I greatly dislike about winter. First and foremost is the bone chilling cold temperatures, which make a person never want to leave the house/apartment until it is warm again. Second, the lack of sunlight. I need sunlight, to feel the heat on my skin and to be outside relaxing on a lawn chair or at the lake laying on a beach towel. Third everything is white. Not that I dislike the color but everything is so barren, like a desert but frickin' freezing cold.
Yesterday I looked out a window and it struck me how depressing and dead everything looked outside, while inside people were bustling around doing their jobs as lively as ever. My view was vast because it was from a window on the 48th floor of the Wells Fargo Center in downtown Minneapolis, so I could see far into the horizon and the landscape was wanting. And I felt trapped, like a bear in the winter that goes into hibernation, I too realized that a part of me has gone into hibernation. It almost felt like something inside of me has been shut off and I don't know how to turn it back on. It was sunset at the time and I found myself wishing that I had one more hour of sunlight, at least until I got to my other job so I wouldn't be driving in the dark with the rest of the crazy commuters like myself.
I can definitely say one thing for sure, I'm looking forward to spring, when I am able to turn back on that piece of myself that is hibernating and feel the sun's heat on my skin, enjoy the nice weather and take in the life that will return to this now white desert wasteland.