Postcard 034 - Haze
(I'm doing my best Om impression here, capturing two ferries amidst the haze.)
I've re-written this postcard a few times because each time the tone about climate change was pretty grim. It's not that I don't believe we can do anything about it, it's just that it feels like such a slow moving train wreck that it's easy for us to focus on the other things in the world that feel (or are) more pressing.
I think I'm in a particularly off mood because I've been sick the last few days, and I haven't been sick like this in a long time. Like the air in Seattle, my head is in a haze.
I spent most of the weekend sneezing and in bed, and the frailty of my own health felt like an analog for the frailty of the world. Obviously Earth is wildly resilient, in ways I probably can't even appreciate, but in the collapse of space and time that was my sick weekend, we were both weak.
I'll keep this short and say that I hope that all of you are well, and that you're doing the little things in each day that have a big impact (moving, stretching, drinking water, and so on).