Let me start by saying that this post probably wouldn’t be happening if I wasn’t on Midway right now. Why? Well, simply put…I wouldn’t have an attachment to this place. It sounds strange, but it’s because of all the things that have happened during this last month or so that I’m able to write this…
Oh, the irony: smiling, happy faces stamped on plastic bottle caps don’t belong in the belly of a baby albatross. They shouldn’t exist in the first place!
This is what insanity looks like.
I’ve been mulling over how to approach this blog post for about a week now. Why? Because, quite frankly, I haven’t been sure of what to say. This post, to nobody’s surprise, is about plastic. I talk about plastic all the time though, and a lot of people already know about the plastic pollution problem…