mrs-roboto's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Diversions So there it is. The other shoe has dropped. I listened to the news over dinner then cleaned my bathroom. My reaction to war: obsessively organize and sterilize things. Then I read this for awhile and went to sleep. It was odd this morning driving to work. There was sun and patches of blue sky but also a spattering of rain. We listened to NPR, hearing the same sound bites and commentary for the thousanth time. Waiting to hear something more but nothing came. I looked over at Pete and mentioned for the first time (in the three or so years we've been making this same commute) my favorite part of our drive. I like when we head over the Fremont Bridge and look out on Lake Union at the houseboats and the water. I talked about a potential camping trip in May and some projects I want to work on in the yard. And the whole time I was speaking, I thought about this war and how much I'm opposed to it and about how many people will lose their lives as a result of it. Every thing feels very wrong today. 8:37 a.m. - 2003-03-20 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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