What Really Matters

My home is being changed. And not for the better. It’s lowkey a pretty sight to see. Hazy skies. A bright red sun. Everything looks like there’s a filter over it. An apocalyptic filter, unfortunately.

It’s hilarious that there are people that think that climate change is a myth. And even worse that there are people pushing that agenda. You’re higher up in society. You know the truth. But nothing will change. Not this time. Too much money is invested, with too little care. And because of that, it’s hard to breathe in my own home. I’m at risk of numerous health complications, and all I chose to do was exist. When did living become so taxing? When did my life equal death? Come to think of it, it’s been that way the whole time. Wildfires are just one example. Ridiculously poor air quality is another. But this life will pass. Abiodun will not exist forever. And you know what, there is solace in that. If this is how I go out, then so be it. I loved this life. I love the freedom to just be that I expressed every day. I love my girlfriend to death. That’s what’s in the vows anyways, right? It’s been a blessing. And until my last breath, I’ll enjoy every moment of it. Whether that be now or later. I’m grateful. Thank you to climate change, big corporations, and life itself, for taking my breath away.