Dear Whoever’s Still Alive to Read This,
Hey there from the year 2020. Yes, 2020. And yes, it’s as bad as they say it was. Being stuck in the middle of the global pandemic wasn’t exactly how I intended on spending the first year of the roaring ’20s, but here we are. The decade isn’t the only thing roaring though; the alarms warning us about climate change are getting louder and louder, but unfortunately, it’s as though those in charge keep hitting the snooze button. Our public officials seem too worried about lobbyists and keeping their pockets full than filling the stomachs of people who are dying of starvation due to the droughts and destruction that climate change brings. I live in South Florida, and it genuinely scares me that our beautiful region could be a modern Atlantis in a few decades. I worry about my children’s future, and whether or not they’ll even have one because if we keep pillaging the earth at this rate, there’s not going to be an earth left. I really hope you all didn’t recreate Wall-E and escape to the stars in order to avoid fixing the problems your ancestors created, but I can’t say I’d blame you all for it. I’m so sorry in advance that we hadn’t done more to save our planet; I know plenty of people who care about it (me being one of them), but unfortunately, the world has developed an attitude of apathy and indifference towards saving the planet. I just hope you all haven’t done the same. I hope things are better.