There was the answer, so close, but so far away… beginning to reach out, further… further, just missing. So much depended on this… something began to swim upward… waves of colour… black, grey, turning into the whole rainbow… pulling her up, up, dragging her back to where she was meant to be. Refusal, pulling back. Not wanting to go back, just wanting to stay with the answer… the key to her success… the answer swimming closer, obstructed by waves of colour, wanting to pull her back… back up into herself… eyes snapped open. “But where did it go?” she shouted.

Dear diary, 

The weight of what I had done to the world was heavier than I expected. The thought that I could possibly never undo that action was weighing on my shoulders. Little did I know that I was doing the world a favour by just thinking about it. By raising awareness within myself, I realise now that I can do something to help, and not by just putting my rubbish in the correct bin. I needed to be more mindful about what was going on in the world around me, because the earth is ever so much bigger than that.