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I'm alive. I spent a good portion of two hours dancing to techno instead of doing Stat. Completely forgetting that 24 hours ago a grad student was shot and killed on my campus. But only consciously forgetting. Because I knew I was reveling in the vibrant feeling of jumping up and down to extremely repetitive music for a reason. The reasons are so unlikely and unpredictable. What reason is there behind firing a gun at a stranger?
Guns don't kill people; people kill people. Guns make it easy. People shouldn't have that much power.
I'm not scared of dying; I'm excited to be living. I can't give into the mentality that because I live here I must fear this happening to me. I love my campus and my community, and we can face tragedies, however great, without being consumed by them.
Guns don't kill people; people kill people. Guns make it easy. People shouldn't have that much power.
I'm not scared of dying; I'm excited to be living. I can't give into the mentality that because I live here I must fear this happening to me. I love my campus and my community, and we can face tragedies, however great, without being consumed by them.