Perspective

It feels like summer is spent, and I don’t know where it went — like I blinked and I missed it. That’s a bit dramatic. It’s just that this summer felt like a struggle, from my writing, to running regularly, to everyday life activities. Maybe part of it, too, was the summer’s intense heat and humidity; on days when it felt like 39C (102F), that type of heat drained my energy, left me breathless. Now, the approaching Labour Day long weekend heralds the end of summer, and as I look back on the...