This evening my mom said she can feel summer slipping away, she feels it in her bones, and there’s a bit of a chill in the air at night.
I feel we should probably make the most of the remaining nice days left, and hope still for a spectacular autumn.
I read something brilliant yesterday; “The days are long, but the years are short”, which is essentially how I feel about the passing of time; it’s a quote by happiness expert Gretchen Rubin and it speaks to me.
The take away here is to engage less in those activities that make the days seem long, and I’m trying…