I thought I was down over the financial state of the university, but then I read that three-part New Yorker series about global warming and I thought well, if civilization is going to end in a hundred years, I might as well just jump off a bridge now. I would actually like to believe whatever nutjob conservative scientists they've trotted out to say that it's all a hoax.
[sequestered contemplation, making coffee, cleaning up cat vomit]
At least I wasn't planning to have children. And if the crocodiles evolve back into dinosaurs, maybe that's a kind of justice.