Ahhhh! Alright, I admit I'm a moron. I forgot to put on sunscreen and now I'm suffering the consequences of my negligence. It's not that I intentionally went outside without it, I just totally forgot to put any on! Then I went downtown and sat in confederation Park and vegetated with my roommate and was burnt to a crisp by the time I returned.
For some bizarre reason my left side burnt worse than my right, though both arms, my chest (except for a lovely white line where the strap of my bag sat running diagonally across it) and my face are a stunning red at the moment. I can't sleep well because every time I roll onto my side I wake up with a resounding ow. Not to mention the fact that every time I lift my arm the skin pulls and it stings. Quite frankly, it scares the crap out of me to realize that my body has taken in that much UV and I'm probably breeding skin cancer. Of course, I've vowed never to leave the house without sunscreen again, but then I rarely leave the house to begin with, and even rarer do I actually see natural light. Though knowing me, I'll forget again anyway.
Which leads me to ask, what the hell is wrong with the world? That simply going outside for a walk will cause us irreparable damage. We, human, a product of the planet, actually have reason to fear the natural world because it'll give us cancer. Isn't that sad? And not the weeping uncontrollably and spewing snot sad, but the pathetic as a blind, three legged puppy sad.
I have no idea if this is a product of paranoia or if we as a race have really screwed over the planet that much. That we're afraid to go out the door for fifteen minutes without protection from not just the sun, but other people as well. See what happens when I get a painful sunburn? I get all melodramatic and introspective about the planet and our society. Maybe I should just stay inside.