646: Radical Fit

It’s the end of summer, which really shouldn’t mean much to me, since it’s not like I’m going back to school or have for more than a decade, but something about the first hints of leaves turning colors and blackberries rippening brings back those bittersweet memories. Trying to get in that last sail or swim, anxiously anticipating my class schedule coming in the mail, looking forward to seeing my friends again…I wonder if I’ll be 90 and still feel this way at the end of August.