Sunday, April 25, 2004

I am always equally amazed by my own shallowness.

If cartoons can make me cry now, then this, which I stumbled onto earlier today and can't stop reading, will silence me. Take my breath away. Leave me cold. And empty. Closed up, boxed, and unplugged.

This war will kill us all. In part or in whole. And I am not able to save us.