constanterratic splendid confusion
I grew up watching all of those PBS nature shows, and my family took me out to the lakes and wilderness (not hardcore wilderness, but wild enough for me). My sisters and I learned about as many animals and countries as we could… so it should not come as a surprise that I am obsessed with preserving nature. I cringe any time I go to a zoo but that’s what our wilderness has been/will be reduced to…
Sigh. I need to live in a cave… until the suburbs encroach on my territory. That would be fun though, living with the Grizzly Bears (and by “living with” I mean getting killed by the bears my first day out foraging for berries, ha ha).
People always sass me about the plight of humanity, blah blah… but who cares about a bunch of smelly, disgusting, stupid humans? I want mountains and forests and lakes dammit! I’d much rather look at, talk to, live with, and marry a tree than a human at this point. Ha ha! I’m going to do it. I’m going to marry a tree! (said to the tune of Lisa Simpson’s “I’m going to marry a carrot”)
I’m off my rocker. I know it. What of it?
