When I am not worrying about my children, pets, and the various birds, mice and insects that live in my garden, I worry about the rest of the world. It seems that I feel guilty about everything I do. Every breath I take, every meal I eat, every thing I buy seems to be killing the planet. I feel responsible every time I see those pictures of polar bears swimming around looking for ice that isn't there. Am I the only one who feels the guilt of all this constantly pressing down on my head? I try to think of the absurd side of this and to paint my mental state as ridiculous. At least this painting makes me smile.