Sadness and Exhaustion
Today has been an awful day. Just really really exhausting and awful. Daily News reporters wanting to know what movies the kids watched before they were killed. Seeing the blood and not wanting to look, but not being able to look away. Constantly being hounded by benefits about whether we want counseling. Not being able to stop thinking about how glad I am that it happened the five or ten minutes before I got there, more so that I didn't have to see it happen than that I could have been hurt myself. And anxious about walking past the spot on my way to take the subway home.