I'm tired.

And I don't like this world.

I used to think it was just a matter of changing the world. Finding a new way, a better way, for people to live. These days, I'm not so sure. I'm losing faith.

Too much carelessness. Too much recklessness. Too much dumb.

Too little compassion, concern for the well-being of others.

Our behavior on the micro-scale isn't necessarily so bad, but on the macro-scale, it's terrible.

We seem to be on the brink of something. Political revolutions right and left in Africa and the Middle East. Oppressive regimes being toppled by the will of the people.

But not here. Or at least not yet.

So many people seem ready for change. Social and political change on a global level.

The U.S. is headed towards collapse. I'm not saying it's imminent, and nor that it's irreversible. I'm just saying it's the direction we're pointing. The foundations are crumbling, and the people up top keep digging away at them in the pursuit of their own interests, all the while arguing over whose fault it is, as opposed to making any real, sincere, effort to fix things (probably because they honestly have no idea).

They got us into this mess, and now they're not sure how to get us back out.

But they're not completely to blame. A lot of it falls on us too. It's not like we live under a military dictatorship that has been in power before we were born and will not hesitate to kill us if we ever even so slightly step out of line.

Nope, we gave them the keys to drive (or at least picked which ones got to drive after they already had the keys) and we've been along for the whole ride.

But I digress.

I just feel like no matter what we do it won't be enough. So much of everything that defines modern human civilization needs to change. How we interact with the ecosphere, how we interact with the environment (yes, these are different concepts; no, I don't want to take time to explain), and how we interact with each other, both as individuals and as groups.

And most people don't seem to see it. Or they just see a little bit of it.

Or maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I've blown everything way out of proportion.

Doesn't really matter. Whether I'm right or wrong doesn't really change things for me.

I'm tired either way.

And as the years go by, I have a harder time finding a reason to stick around.