We live in a world of concentric circles, spheres of influence that protect the core of who we are. But tonight's news rocked the bulls eye of my world. And although there is no logic to this phenomenon, the death of any innocent civilian should shake our foundations, our emotions naturally are overcome when the news hits close to home.
He started softly at first, and then began growing in volume. Over and over and over. It wasn't like he was saying, "Oh God!" More like just intoning the name of the primordial creator as if it was a mantra, rolling the word around in his mouth slowly and repeatedly, like it was a marble or a malted ball.