Like, I wake up and see my flowers. Some bees. It’s a nice sunrise. I open the news and it’s just one big collapse of the west. Fascism is rapidly coming up. I’m in the middle of it but I still need to go to work to keep the make believe that is our society going. War might be imminent. Whether that’s with Russia or the US.
And yet here we are, collectively pretending everything is fine.
I’m agressively spreading native flower seeds throughout the city in the hope to keep them around. Not going out without a fight.
Same. I think I’m going to ask my local florist what the necessary steps are, they are in the eco scene.