Dear Emancipation,
Aw sweetheart, do not let things like glitches in life kill your spirit.
I, too, am not doing all that well, being that I had not fully realized that living in Winterland would be as horrible as it is for me.
After a dozen years in the CSW (Canadian SouthWest

) coming back to it feels like I have moved to H, E, double-hockey sticks!
Restless sleep and action dreams galore.
Reasons are far deeper than simply the snow and cold, AND that doesn't help with healing energy.
A friend told me to calm myself by speaking to my "inner child".
What will definitely help is for the temp to get above 50 F for good....and that is low for a hot-blooded Mediterranean girl.
I hope things smoothen out for you soon.
Plus....
NEWS FLASHThere has been a homicide.
My snow being, my cute loving snow being was murdered.
Upon returning from a social dinner out, I see it in pieces, the tree had evidence of its face plant.
I have been looking for some police tape to put around the scene until I can conclude my investigation.
(I think I left it in my many moves. Potlatch.)
You know, I almost never see anyone walking around here.
I have not seen any kids.
This "perfectly normal" place, as I called it, is just that: a strange uncultured eerily quiet over legislated place where unspeakable things (must) happen.
Hey, your typical burb!
I may get a web cam out there and observe the ongoings of the seemingly innocent neighbourhood.
Ha!