When people’s wells started running dry earlier in the year i had to think about what life would be like if i never tasted well water again. I started praying every morning for the longevity of my well and the arrival of rain. I also started to appreciate each additional bottle of well water that i got to pack in my lunch on work days. When i would clock out, sit in my car, and eat i would stare at the beautiful clear water in the glass bottle and i would know that it was going to taste unlike any tap water. There was no after taste. There was no cloudy film in it. It wasn’t white, yellow, or gray. It was clear, absolutely clear, and free of any added taste. It was just water. It didnt feel slimy or abrasive in your mouth. It was just plain unadulterated water. Waste from chemical plants or fertilizer manufacturers along with sewage and oil runoff had not been added yet. Treatment options had not been added to remove some of the additives yet and then overstayed their welcome after the job was done. I think that man ultimately in the end destroys whatever is grasped and valued by man. I am interested in things unaltered and unimproved by man. This water is important to me. I want it to stay as it is. Which is why im not thrilled the town next to mine has plans to dig a deep hole in the ground half way between my town and the next and bury a whole bunch of waste as an alternative to treating it. This sounds like something that would surely result in the contamination of ground water and aquifers that supply all our wells. I am aware that my days with this water that is tasteless, textureless, and colorless are numbered. Man will take it from me one day, either because i lose the ability to pay for the privilege of having access to it or because they ruin it and theres none to be had anymore. So i will appreciate it and marvel at its clearness while i have it.