It’s been one of the warmest winters I can remember. I live in northern New York, just an hour from the Canadian border. Aside from a cold snap that lasted a week in early December, it’s been humid and raining. The Olympic ski mountain near where I live has only a portion of its trails open. Further evidence of warming is ubiquitous — just a Google search away. Yearly averages are rising. Heatwaves last year scorched not only the Middle East, but the United Kingdom. Further calamities — droughts, floods, storms, wildfires — are also easy to find.
Yet, I keep coming back to something a Medium user recently said to me: