Trekhprudny Lane

There will be no holiday escape in January; flights are just too expensive (and that Latvian farm is apparently uninhabited). I'll have to wait until late spring. 

I need light! My God, I need some sunlight! Real, perceptible day. So sick of this unchanging city dim: it's not light during the day (so overcast that rooms remain dark) and because this city is so profligate with street lamps, at least in the center, it's not really dark at night -- it's the same dull gray. I wake up in bed and cannot tell whether it's three in the morning or ten in the morning or, for that matter, four in the afternoon.  

As a result our bodies are slightly haywire -- the girls are tired all afternoon and then inexplicably excited in the late evening -- I go to sleep long after midnight and wake up at nine in the morning (me! I've never before been able to stay up or sleep late). This perpetual dusk makes me hungry and tired all of the time. I cannot wake up, but cannot really rest. How to manage it healthily?