I have no hope, that the system will change in time for us or those who come after us; humans and other walks of life. But I still do things and make choices, that mitigate my impact on the planet. Not because I think I can steer us away from this path, but because it is the right thing to do. I am morally obligated to do it even if the result does not change and I take a weak solace in that fact. And of course it always matters whether we hit 3, 4, 5 or 8 degrees above pre-industrial mean to other evolutions of life.

350 cats is a lot of cats, but hey, we all have our thing.

Because humans are storytellers, not scientist by nature. Better (and not necessary for plebeians) story, bigger impact. For example religions or money have diminished our freedom-loving characteristics to almost none-existence, but they sure are good concepts to knit us together to form a society.

I dream very often of being someone else. No limits on sex, sexuality or age. Not too long ago I dreamt I was a young, bisexual man with bear-like proportions, though the sexual relations were an afterthought in a highly weird story about survival.

I am a middle aged woman, but shit it felt good in the morning to feel that strong.