I hate to actually post this. It makes me sick.
Every time you may think that my life over here is great. Oh, she has someone clean her house one a week. Her kids go to a private school. She get's to travel. They make good money. She lives by the beach. Whatever it may be.
The next time you think these things. Feel free to pull up this post.
This is a picture of the refinery. Yep. Home sweet home. This is a common scene here. Things are 'normal' (just the standard disgusting pollution - I live surrounded by tens, hundreds? of refineries) and within a few minutes huge black clouds start blowing through the sky. The air stinks and I try to get the kids inside if I can. Then I say, with a big deep breath,
"Ah. The sweet smell of cancer."
Is it really worth it? I ask myself this everyday.
Every time you may think that my life over here is great. Oh, she has someone clean her house one a week. Her kids go to a private school. She get's to travel. They make good money. She lives by the beach. Whatever it may be.
The next time you think these things. Feel free to pull up this post.
This is a picture of the refinery. Yep. Home sweet home. This is a common scene here. Things are 'normal' (just the standard disgusting pollution - I live surrounded by tens, hundreds? of refineries) and within a few minutes huge black clouds start blowing through the sky. The air stinks and I try to get the kids inside if I can. Then I say, with a big deep breath,
"Ah. The sweet smell of cancer."
Is it really worth it? I ask myself this everyday.
3 comments:
I thought it was a tornado. Or a hurricane. I didn't realize it was just a big cancer cloud.
Just for the record, I have never said that. . . in case you were wondering. I am definitely jealous of the travelling! But you are a brave, brave woman who's spending a lot of time making some serious pitchers of lemonade, if you catch my drift. But yeah, refineries, yikes.
You need an air purifier!
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