i’ve often wondered why i don’t feel when things crumble. certain pain just doesn’t hurt me. it has to be close, not close in proximity but close in memory. hotel rwanda hurt b/c it reminded me of liberia. 9/11 didn’t do much. the london bombs didn’t do much.
i wish i could feel pain beyond my memory, but i’m so far removed. so far, i’m not connected. so far, i’m somewhat safely distant enough to not worry. that knowledge confuses me.
Category: life