"I would rather cut my skin:" A couple of my current running thoughts

I saw Hubble with the kids. I cried. Our perfect beautiful fragile tiny tiny tiny earth; the beautiful perfect fragile girlies watching raptly; and important scientists thinking technology is the only answer and looking at outer galaxies will uncover the secrets to the universe. We have the frickin secret and all the technology in the world and so what? My fragile tiny being explodes with the obviousness/oblivion of it.

I realized here in Victoria that I would rather cut my skin than finish my M Ed within the boundaries I have been given. I totally get people who cut themselves. I also get people who cut themselves off. Words are not adequate for the area I occupy.