Wednesday, August 31, 2005

There Aren't Words ...

I sit on my couch and watch World News Tonight and my mind cannot comprehend what I am seeing.

I look at the ceiling of the room I sit in and try to imagine if water were that high outside my window.

New Orleans looks like the set of a disaster movie.

And here, the weather is perfect. Sunny and warm. My curtains billow in the breeze.

How come, when a disaster happens, it feels as though the whole planet should dim?

For that matter, how has life felt so normal since we went to war? Is the suffering more palpable in Europe? Are we too far away to feel it? Is it like sound waves that flatten into silence as they travel?


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