Looking out the window, it seems like it should be cold out, but it’s not. It is 62F at seven in the morning, and the high later in the day is suppose to be 73.
While it is not nearly the most dire consequence of climate change, I think an under appreciated impact is just how weird it makes everything feel. Aside from the simple “It shouldn’t be this warm in November” feeling, there is the more subtle sensation of things being off in a way that is hard to describe. The sun is in the wrong place in the sky for how warm the air is, and the quality of the light is not quite right.
It is unsettling. The only experience I can think of to compare it to is an eclipse—noticeable if I focus on it, but difficult to describe.