I haven’t been sleeping well the past few days. Between the overbearing thunderstorms, thinking too much, and the weirdest dreams, it’s been a gamble whether I’ll get a full night each day.
More than the other things, though, the dreams have been getting me. I dreamt a friend from uni drove all the way to my house simply to say ‘hello’, then next thing I knew, I was swimming in the Missouri River. Only, it wasn’t tainted muddy brown. It was small and as clear as a swimming pool but with a currently flowing through it. And as I swam, the current of the river began to get streaks of dark black. Shit. Oil spill. And I was running and swimming and running and trying to get away from the oil, but, well, it completely invaded.
I woke up a bit confused. For a girl who lives in Missouri, I shouldn’t be quite so worried about this oil spill, but I guess it effects even those who don’t live near the coasts. Maybe I’m upset that it has taken three months just to contain the oil. Or maybe it’s that, even though I don’t eat seafood, I can still feel sorry for the seafood economy and the local businesses of the south. Or maybe it’s just my chagrin at how the government is handling the mess by not allowing reporters to even be 60 feet from the oil. Yeah, not even sixty feet from oily seagulls or even a hospital that was treating someone who was injured by the oil (some type of allergic reaction). That upsets me, since it isn’t allowing for freedom of the press.
But that right was taken away a long time ago.
Still, I suppose I’m stressed and that that’s just bubbling in my subconscious, alongside a million other things. I’m very eager to get back to school, so that may be another thing making me bounce off the walls and have my mind doing flips. Tell me what you think of the oil spill / disaster. I could talk for days about it, but I’m interested in hearing what other people have to say.