Someone said that the other day and I thought that was a perfect way to describe the weather. Check the date. It is January 5. Now check the weather forecast. It is supposed to go up to 13 C. Now check the geographic location. Yup, I’m still in Guelph. This is wrong!
As much as I’m loving the warm weather and not slogging through the snow, I can’t help but get the haunting sense that…we’re screwed. There are so many more natural disasters now, I saw a show that showed the ice in the northwest passage is melting, some foods are harder to grow because our seasons seem to be in fast forward. By the end of my life, what is going to be left of the world?
Wow, that was depressing. And then I wonder if I’m contributing to it. I feel guilty as I throw my unsorted garbage down the shoot because there’s no recycling system here. I know I walk and take the bus out of necessity, so that makes me feel a little better. But I wonder if, as things get more dire, I’ll find out that if only I, and the rest of the world, had done X and Y earlier, we’d be a little better off.
What a way to start the day. Try and enjoy the nice weather, if it doesn’t give you too much of the creeps.