You guys, it was 65 degrees today. In January. In New Jersey. It’s terrible for the planet and therefore for us as inhabitants of the planet, but climate change hurts so good.
Every time it’s unseasonably warm like this I get so pumped. I leap out my door to get outside, I don’t wear a shirt, I eat an extra daily serving of ice cream, it’s wild.
But it’s bad. It’s very bad for us. Climate change is very very bad for us. I say “climate change” and not “global warming” because “global warming” seems to have confused the less scientific among us. Yes the planet has gotten warmer overall, but the changes we’ve experienced have been both hot and cold. The part that matters most is that ALL of the changes REAL and also are DANGEROUS.
I’m not going to tell you any more about what climate change IS because I am not a scientist and I technically don’t really know. It’s very hard for me to admit that I’m not a scientist and that I do not know.
But I’m not and I don’t.
I DO know that climate change hurts so good. It’s like you know the world is burning down around you but the air is so warm and the sky is so blue you can’t help but be incredibly happy because your debilitating seasonal depression has lifted prematurely and you feel like that is a very real and rare and special gift. Except it’s becoming less and less rare…and that is the danger.
It will happen slowly, and then it will happen all at once. And then we will live inside of the movie Wall-E.
Everyone was outside today! Kids were outside, grandmas were outside, dogs, the best people I know, were outside. I even saw a butterfly. I thought I was hallucinating but it was legitimately a butterfly I don’t know where it came from or what it was up to. It didn’t say. Everyone was outside enjoying it, because climate change hurts so good.
I put sunscreen on my face this morning because I knew I was going to be outside a lot. Yes yes I know I should “wear sunscreen every day” but I don’t and I’m sorry. I will try, moving forward. But today putting the sunscreen on my face and smelling the smell of the sunscreen made me so unbelievably happy in a way that was previously unattainable when the temperature was 35 degrees instead of 65. Okay maybe I SHOULD start wearing it every day since I have such a positive scent memory association with it?
I basked outside and even wore only a sports bra, because why not? I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT AND IT MAY NOT COME TO ME AGAIN FOR A LONG WHILE YOU GUYS. Does the juxtaposition of this post about a serious issue next to my ridiculous sports bra pictures amuse you? I hope so.
It’s very difficult to weigh the joy of a nice day against the terror of knowing that the planet is slowly coming to an end. Because it is. We blew it. We probably don’t have that much time left. Is there anything we can do at this point? I don’t really know. I think we took it too far. Unless someone invents something to save us. I nominate my nephew, he is a genius.
In the meantime I guess I’ll just enjoy the nice days for as long as I can, until they turn sinister. When it becomes too hot to live, and it never rains so we don’t have any food or water, and everyone starts fighting over the very little resources we do have. And it will be like every single post apocalyptic novel I have every loved because I really, REALLY love post apocalyptic novels, MY GOSH.
It will be great!
Does climate change scare you? Do you feel guilty for enjoying unseasonably warm and nice winter days? Do you feel there have gradually been more and more unseasonably warm and nice winter days through the years? I kind of do…This is all backed by science things I’ve read, I swear. But again it is just my opinion. But again, AGAIN, for the folks in the back, climate change is NOT an opinion. I hope you enjoyed the sunshine today. I mean that. I definitely did.
But I’m still scared. K bye.