We just watched a compelling environmental video in my geography class. It definitely had its cheesy moments, but it also really made me think. I liked it.
There are so many problems with our world, and I always find myself wishing I could solve all of them. But I realize that there are so many to solve, that even if I dedicated my entire life to any one of them and solved that particular problem, there would still be so many others that I would be ignoring! Maybe that’s why I haven’t done anything big like that. I guess none of us really wants to totally change our lives for some abstract good. But I feel bad for not doing anything. America is a rich country, and I am definitely not among its poorer residents. I know how ridiculously much I have compared to the rest of the world. Shouldn’t that discrepancy be able to go someplace and accomplish something?
Why can’t we all just get off our lazy butts and do something good? I could donate my money or go build houses or educate people or… something! Why is it so difficult to give up our comfort to contribute to something better? I don’t know. Obviously, I’m sitting here in all the comfort I can use, definitely more than I need, writing about this; so I’m not exactly making any big sacrifices at the moment either. It’s all so confusing. I don’t even know how to say what it is that I feel every time I think about what’s wrong with the world. I want to do something, but I’m very happy right here in my little space and I guess I must be afraid to leave it.
Poo. Time to go eat some fruit. It’s organic?