A friend told me today that ‘Seattle has the highest rate of suicides in the country because there’s no sunshine there, there’s rain all over the place.’
It’s actually interesting. Does the weather define our mood? Is that why hot sunny days make me tired and the humidity in Calcutta makes me lethargic? Then what weather would make us happy? Spring?
Is there a planet in this universe where the weather is always spring-like? Are the people in that planet in a state of perpetual bliss? How awful is that? Does being happy all the time become boring and eventually make you unhappy? And then if everybody is unhappy does the weather of the planet change? Or are all the people unhappy in the planet of spring?