Good point.
I honestly forget how the other side lives sometimes. Visiting friends and family outside of my downtown bubble often causes me great distress.
When I visit my cousin in the suburbs of Ottawa, the plastic they throw out during our week long visit is about what we would go through in 6months plus.
I often have to stop thinking about this because of the immense stress it causes me and I completely forget that people live like this.
@chu @ianrosewrites
Yeah, I'm sometimes reduced to tears seeing the amount of plastic spilling out of trash receptacles on trash day. Sometimes it feels so hopeless.