Sad Day.

ain't safe

Should we talk about it?

It seems like an omission not to.

But what to say?

And would anyone turn here expecting to learn something?

I don’t know anything more than I’ve read in the paper, what about you?

I might have an opinion if you pushed me for one.

Really? What would it be?

Live by the sword….. you know the rest. But it doesn’t help.

Five guys asked me what I thought last week, whether I was scared.

Were they?

I don’t think so – they were military, involved a lot more than me.

We are all involved.

All of the time; in everything that goes down.

We forget.

We feel impotent.

We aren’t.