I stare out the window at the rain and it makes me sad.

Not because I think rain is gloomy. Not because the sun isn't shining. Not because I don't like getting wet...

No, none of those things bother me.

It is because I understand the rain. I understand what it means to the Earth. I see the balance that was required to bring life to the point in evolution that has created... us. Such a beautiful and horrible species. I know that balance has to continue if we are to continue. The balance between home, health and how we live.

But the balance cannot continue. We're making sure of it.

None of our world is in balance.

Nothing.

We are guaranteeing our own destruction. It is a hopeless feeling - knowing I work hard to provide for my children, to raise them to be good people and do good things in their lives, but in the end, the planet they call home might not be a home for them. Environment, government, society - it is all on an apocalyptic path, spinning far out of my control.

What are we going to do about it?

I think the answer... is in the rain.