Scribblings

What is wrong with me?

First of all, that’s a rhetorical question so would all my family please stop trying to type a response to it.

I am speaking about how much I don’t like sunshine. I like cold. I like snow. I like gray days. I even like rainy days. But give me sunshine and I run into my house and try to hide in the darkest, coolest corner I can find.

I have a feeling that is not a normal reaction to sunlight.