Planet

I'm fairly certain that we've already destroyed this planet for future human habitation. Even if we stopped doing all the things that are making climate change worse, I feel like it's too late. This opinion is based on nothing except my pessimism.

The best I can hope for at this point is that things won't go fully apocalyptic until after I'm already dead. But more and more we're seeing extreme weather events and changes in local climates that are going to create climate refugees.

I'm a very soft version of a climate refugee myself. I left Australia because of the heat and moved to southern New Zealand where a 30-degree day is a couple of times a year occurrence.

I want to blame Capitalism, but in all honesty I'm not smart enough to know who or what really is the cause, but it seems to me that greed is pretty key.

Today I'm in a terrible mood, I've had enough of everyone, and I'd be happy to see the world burn. I'm not often in such a horrible mood. Usually, I can see the best in everyone and spot the silver linings.

But for now, I want to set something on fire and yell and scream into the void and hope it screams back.