Daymares, Nightdreams, and other musings.

In light of my current situation:

Sitting in Environmental Geology, listening to a lecture on the Ogallala Aquifer thickness and overdraft, most of which is going way over my head (or at least the small amount of my head I'm dedicating to listening to this lecture)

The rest of my head is going through lists of all the places I'd rather be, things I'd rather be doing, and wondering how on earth I'm going to pass this class.

Pretty much in that order.

In other words most of my brain is here:

Tenerife, Canary Islands, December (Christmas Day) 2010

I would give a lot - my grade in this class for instance- in exchange to be back on that beach, reading my book and chilling with my sea-monster (Wally-he was super chill). 

But unfortunately I'm not on a beach in the Canaries, I'm not in Spain, or even Europe, I'm 4000-ish miles away, in the US, sitting in a lecture hall in Fayetteville, Arkansas, listening to a lecture on water conservation, aquifers, sustainability. 

So yes, professor, I understand. My freedom has a negative effect on the environment. My travel causes pollution, my water usage drains aquifers, my trash fills landfills, my right to reproduce is a drain on both society and the environment. 

I am a walking Tragedy of the Commons. 

But I must say, I much prefer that to sitting in your class.