It's starting to get dark in Brussels. As soon as Daylight Savings Time happens (or ends? I can never keep track of what it really means...) we'll plunge into those dark, depressing days when the sun will rise and set while I am at work. The good thing is that for some reason I have a mental association between waking up in the dark and going skiing. So everyday as I pull myself from the lure of sleep into the blackness of morning, for a split second I think I must be going skiing. Actually, I may not think that anymore, but I still try to force myself to believe it for as long as it takes me to get into the shower.