Jun 17
Uneasy
I'm finding it hard to find joy in life lately, with the world seemingly burning around us. Being in the first world and all we complain about is how expensive life is when we haven't actually gone through it yet. So many are so comfortable complaining but turn up their nose when you suggest planting fruit trees. Once we hear their is work involved it also becomes a problem. Our privilege is disgusting. We don't want to pay for someone else to do it but we won't do it ourselves.
I suppose it's a Farmers life for me.