#nehs

CO2-Preis für Emissionen aus Wärme und Verkehr startet zum Jahreswechsel – @Umweltbundesamt: nationales Emissionshandelssystem nEHS für Brennstoffe setzt mehr Anreize zum Klimaschutz bei Heizen und Mobilität

Am 1. Januar 2021 startet in Deutschland das nationale Emissions­handelssystem (nEHS) für Brennstoffe. Das nEHS soll dazu beitragen, den CO2-Ausstoß in den Bereichen Wärme und Verkehr zu senken. Bis 2022 sind zunächst Benzin, Diesel, Heizöl, Flüssiggas und Erdgas Teil des nEHS. In das System einbezogen werden nach und nach aber weitere Brennstoffe. „Deutschland muss bis 2050 treibhausgas­neutral…

“I try to speak, but nobody can hear So I wait around for an answer to appear While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass I'm waving through a window, oh Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?”

I identify so much with the lyrics of this song, Waving Through a Window, in Dear Evan Hansen; just listening to it gives me the chills. It’s the exact description of who I am--especially today.

I talk, but who’s there to hear me? I sing, I laugh, I cry, but who’s there to ask me why? Do they care if I’m around, or am I just humoring myself and trying to make myself a part of their group, while in reality there’s still an invisible barrier between us, always? When we talk, it’s awkward silence after awkward silence, unless there is something to work on. When I try to dance, they’re too cautious and careful around me to even joke about it.  

They’re kind people, funny people, passionate and loud about the things they do, and they will never truly understand me as I, however hard I try, will never truly understand what it’s like to be them.

Does that make me a reclusive person who doesn’t like to socialize? Or am I just waiting for the right person to find me?

To finally see me past the glass?

(( I actually do have friends like that, but one’s busy studying for July’s college application exams, one’s busy both studying and worrying over her earlier applications, and one’s busy with her boyfriend; I barely see them anymore.

Just... kinda lonely, you know? When there’s nobody to eat your lunch with and your chair is occupied by guys playing League of Legends and no one even notices.

-In which I look out over a small courtyard on campus, after being left behind the conversation for 20 minutes.