Trip Start Aug 22, 2012
17Trip End Jul 24, 2013
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I recognize that overpass.
It wasn't until my mother told me what had happened there two years ago that I remembered why it looked so familiar.
Hopefully stories and photos will be the closest I ever get to this war.
But, it's already too late.
I'm not afraid, but others have enough to cover me.
Blissfully unaware. It only takes one instance to shatter that.
It hasn't touched me. But I suppose it has.
It dictates the way those that I love live there lives.
There preoccupation can only be so real to me.
Any more real and I'd be a direct victim.
This isn't a disease.
There is no cure.
This won't be resolved through politicians.
We can't treat it out of existence.
We can't feed it out of existence.
We can't educate it to death.
What can we do?
Fight or flight.
"Use your sixth sense. Keep your eyes everywhere."
Oh, this is so very real.
Well, that was our favorite mall.