The last two weeks have been all about moving from way-too-close-to-the-university, Columbus, OH to Dublin, OH. It’s only a 20 minute drive (which should only be a 10 minute drive, but everything near Columbus takes 20 minutes. Thank you, traffic) but it’s a world away with quiet streets, local food (as opposed to chains restaurants and fast food), and a larger apartment. My boyfriend and I are really happy here, it’s nice to have something you’re proud of and want to care for.
In moving, we made sure to get rid of things that we didn’t need anymore, so we donated clothing, recycled old electronics and unnecessary files, and overall got rid of some of the clutter in our life. We’re not the only ones, as it is the season for moving, but I’ve been sad to find so many things simply thrown away.
I’ve always been very earth-conscious, out of both a love for our planet and the anxiety behind the idea of not having a planet to live on anymore. As a child living in NY, we had a very large recycling program and were taught at a young age how to sort the trash into true trash, compost, and recycling. At the end of the day, there’s very little trash left at all. When I moved to Ohio, I noticed that apartment complexes very rarely offered recycling services and while hubs can be found around the city, few are easily accessible. So people throw it all away – paper, plastic, food scraps, old furniture, old appliances – all into the large metal containers behind the complex. While I don’t yet have a plan for how to potentially change this habit, it horrifies me to realize that not everyone treats the planet the way that I was raised to. If this is how the majority treats it, it’s easy to understand how the planet is so endangered by the human race and that’s something to truly fear.