Reading about water shortages is a bit of a drag. Times like this you’ll find endless inspiration in the pages of classic literature. An excerpt to cheer you:

“Life did not seem to him to be like a storm-tossed sea, as the poets describe it. No. He imagined that sea to be smooth and unruffled, calm as a millpond and transparent to it’s darkest bottom; he himself sat in a small, unsteady boat, and down below on that dark, slimy bottom he could just make out the shapes of hideous monsters, looking like huge fishes: all the maladies and infirmities of life – grief, madness, poverty, blindness… Even while he looked, one of the monsters detached itself from the darkness, rose higher and higher, became more and more distinct, more and more horribly distinct… Another moment and the boat that bore him would be overturned. But then it seemed to grow indistinct again, it withdrew further and further, it sank to the bottom, and there it lay stirring the water round it faintly… But the appointed hour would come, and it would overturn the boat.”

- Ivan Turgenev, Torrents of Spring

Cheerful now? Ha.
[tags]Ivan Turgenev, Torrents of Spring[/tags]