The fact remains that our civilisation is based utterly on a resource which is running out. Yet for myself and my family I remain quite optimistic. But I can't help thinking that the individual Anasazi and Maya and no doubt the final Romans remained personally optimistic in the last weekends before their cities fell.
I don't often recount dreams but last night I dreamed I saw a baby lying on the ground, dying. I thought it was not saveable, but I gave it some water to drink, and it sprung back to life and began laughing and crawling about happily. Hopefully a new year omen.
