The Bearable Lightness Of Meringue
I want to go home, right now.

Not that I could do anything, not really, about the oil rig or the oil that’s already spilled or anything, but… It makes me kind of sick, being here. Knowing that this incredible disaster is getting ready to happen. 

I know it wouldn’t fix anything, but it’s like when someone’s in the hospital. You want to be there anyhow.