Anyone else feel like getting the hell out of dodge? This Monday is, statistically, the saddest day of the year. You’re in it, it’s happening.

On the upside, most of us have off work on the 21st and we can hunker down through the depression: I plan to drag my comforter around, and refuse to be ashamed about it. Just try to be cool, and remember that the very next day begins the trek to the happiest day of the year, which unsurprisingly is in sun-drenched June.

Here in Baltimore, we haven’t seen the sun since Saturday. I’m just not built for that kind of deprivation. The back of my brain led me to our Panama album, and these whitewashed pictures made me feel hopeful for spring. Thanks for looking out, brain.