And as I sit, drinking a Sprite and munching on pretzels, wondering what I will do with my evening, this is happening.
It feels impossible not to take for granted the amass of freedoms we experience each and every day of our lives as Americans.
God be with these people, these countries and this world.
Blessed Little Things 
Just when I think I’ve grown used to the news about bombs and threats and hate and violence running amok in the world, I suddenly reach my threshhold. I want to shake these people and yell and ask ‘what in the world is wrong with you?’ but it seems like too small a question and I guess I really know the answer anyway.Sigh.
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As often as this happens, man’s inhumanity to man continues to surprise me.I wonder if that says more about me, or mankind?
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i was talking about this with a group of co-workers who were all saying things like “where was this? india? good … i thought they said indiana …” and i just wanted to smack all of them. “good? are you all morons?”the fact that such ignorance is in the world never ceases to amaze me and the fact that i’m surrounded by it practically every moment of the day it exhausting.
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