I'm about to start your day on a really bad note
It's Early. And Cold. And I work up at 4:30, and at most only dozed since. And I have no breakfast except a stale tea cake, which I shall ignore. And nothing to do, because I went online when I got home last night and caught up on lj so now I have an hour till I have to be at work and nothing fun to read.
:(
While all that's true, it's hardly something that really bothers me. Staying awake till past midnight freaking out over global warming did, though. It's a surprisingly common occurance for me. Short term optimist, long term pessimist. And it's not the fact We're All Going To Die that bothers me so much as the fact that Everything Else Is Going To Die. All the plants and animals we grew up with will be confined to fantasy novels and Edwardian fiction. It just takes one really cold, or really hot, year to wipe out huge amounts of a population. Then: all gone! Of course, all the crops will fail too, so everyone will starve to death. 50% chance of the Gulf Stream swiching off in the next 50 years (I don't know if this takes gobal dimming into account, though I suspect it probably doesn't), and I my brain helpfully supplied last night, that while that could be when I'm 70, it could also be next week. And this is the sort of thing that makes me honestly believe that suicide will be the best course of action when it all happens, though for the first time last night I realised that, you know, I do have family and friends. I'm not sure how that ties in and affects things, but it certainly isn't something I've considered before in this 'When the world goes to pot, die' plan.
And hence I didn't get a great deal of sleep last night, and now, thanks to having too much free time this morning, I probably won't now. I suspect this obsessing is possibly a way of avoiding more current issues, but it certainly wasn't helped by skimming through a magazine article on the topic. And, wonderfully, around the same sort of time we'll all run out of oil, so there'll be very little power, which I suspect will be reserved for hopitals and the like. Anyway, thats one reason I like to have hardcopies - not in case of computer failure, but in case of the End of Civilisation as we know it.
I should go out and buy some breakfast and appreciate my new MP3 player, shouldn't I? And then buy comics at lunch, and a present for gran after work (or the other way around), and get my Chaucer reading done, and have a shower, and go to writer's, and make sure I have 20p for the lockers tomorrow...
Life goes on. I suspect it always will, some way or another.
:(
While all that's true, it's hardly something that really bothers me. Staying awake till past midnight freaking out over global warming did, though. It's a surprisingly common occurance for me. Short term optimist, long term pessimist. And it's not the fact We're All Going To Die that bothers me so much as the fact that Everything Else Is Going To Die. All the plants and animals we grew up with will be confined to fantasy novels and Edwardian fiction. It just takes one really cold, or really hot, year to wipe out huge amounts of a population. Then: all gone! Of course, all the crops will fail too, so everyone will starve to death. 50% chance of the Gulf Stream swiching off in the next 50 years (I don't know if this takes gobal dimming into account, though I suspect it probably doesn't), and I my brain helpfully supplied last night, that while that could be when I'm 70, it could also be next week. And this is the sort of thing that makes me honestly believe that suicide will be the best course of action when it all happens, though for the first time last night I realised that, you know, I do have family and friends. I'm not sure how that ties in and affects things, but it certainly isn't something I've considered before in this 'When the world goes to pot, die' plan.
And hence I didn't get a great deal of sleep last night, and now, thanks to having too much free time this morning, I probably won't now. I suspect this obsessing is possibly a way of avoiding more current issues, but it certainly wasn't helped by skimming through a magazine article on the topic. And, wonderfully, around the same sort of time we'll all run out of oil, so there'll be very little power, which I suspect will be reserved for hopitals and the like. Anyway, thats one reason I like to have hardcopies - not in case of computer failure, but in case of the End of Civilisation as we know it.
I should go out and buy some breakfast and appreciate my new MP3 player, shouldn't I? And then buy comics at lunch, and a present for gran after work (or the other way around), and get my Chaucer reading done, and have a shower, and go to writer's, and make sure I have 20p for the lockers tomorrow...
Life goes on. I suspect it always will, some way or another.