I took a walk today, because I’ve been very stressy and depressy lately. And I know exercise and fresh air tends to do good so instead of getting a ride home from the mechanic I walked. In a way it actually made me feel worse. There was so much garbage along the sidewalk and stuck in the bushes and such. Usually when I see trash like that I pick it up but I didn’t have a bag with me and I just couldn’t realistically pick up all of the garbage between the auto shop and my apartment.
Of all the ways humans have fucked up the planet, littering is the fucking stupidest. It’s so easy to not litter.
Thinking of throwing your fast food garbage out the window of your car?
Don’t.
See? So easy.
I know that not all of that garbage is from people purposefully littering. Dumpsters overflow and the wind can carry the trash away, and there aren’t nearly enough garbage cans on the street for people who are walking. But at least some of it was from garbage people throwing their garbage and that’s depressing.
Carl – my fiance – just came into the bedroom while I’m writing this.
“Whatcha writing?” He said as he tried to look at my screen.
I pulled my laptop to my chest, “I’m writing in my journal!”
“Oooh ok I won’t look. Writing about me?”
“No” I laughed “Just about the garbage I saw on the street today.”
“Man that really bothered you, huh? How about tomorrow we get some bags and go pick it up? Get some exercise and do some good for the neighborhood!”
I love him :)
Anyway, I haven’t been doing very well. ADHD is a real asshole when it comes to getting things done, and I have a lot of things to get done. But I’m tired and stoned and I used up all of my momentum venting about the litter so I’m gonna stop writing now.
Happy Mother’s Day to any mothers reading this!
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