The below entry is fiction. It's how I see global warming playing out, on a very local level.
It started slowly. All sorts of little events, strung together in hindsight, but at first brush, completely independent of one another. Hindsight is always right – isn’t that what they say? And yet, we’re still myopic. In denial.
I should back up. My name is unimportant. I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, and have for all my life. In hindsight, the changes, the little events, I had never really taken in aggregate. I assume most everyone else didn’t, either.
My daily routine consisted of all the usual things – wake up in the morning, go to work, take a walk, go home, and do it all over again. My daily walk was about 2 miles long, around a lagoon in Burlingame, California, on the shores of the San Francisco Bay. I’d try to complete it every day I was at the office, weather permitting.
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