Teeny tiny floppy ears

Summer in Ontario is beautiful. Instead of the unrelenting curtain of North Carolina humidity, we have crisp evenings and temperate mornings. Because thermoregulation is so difficult for my body, I used to spend the hot summer months in North Carolina with the weight of anxiety squeezing my ribs. Every outing was a calculation with ice packs and a pre-cooled car, and the fear that the van might break down or the AC would go out at a doctor’s office or or or.

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