For one thing, “day” felt less like “day” in the sense that the sun never fully rose, it just peeked above the horizon for a few hours.

And for another, it was harder than I expected. For the first time in my life, I _felt_ a need for sunshine.

All of them bring a sense of calm, even when being outdoors. Snow literally makes being outside quieter.

I’ve often felt like a weirdo for liking these three, but I don’t care. E.g. I also like DST causing the night to start earlier.

To be clear, though, I also like other seasons, and while I don’t enjoy losing an hour at the start of Standard Time, by then I’m ready for the instant extra hour of sun before bedtime — much like I’m sure the people of Longyearbyen are ready for the end of polar night.