The weather's the only news anyone believes anymore, and the news from the Atlantic is all bad: horrific, monstrous storms, rising tides, drowning towns.
I never bothered to learn how to wash dishes correctly - I run the water until it's hot, and then soap each dish individually while the water keeps running until the drain trap fills up with old food.
I think about houses filling up with dirty water while the sink fills up with dirty water over a choked up drain.
I wonder what I'll give a few years hence for a single sip of drinkable water when the rivers overflow their banks.
One year ago: High and (kinda) Tight
Two years ago: The Girl Can't Help It
Three years ago: Sand in my Shoes
Four years ago: Something Like That