Fucking so sad today. I had most of a post done full of other things - noodles, little feelings, the lunar new year and being a tiger sign -  and then 1pm hit and everything seemed so changed. I spent the whole afternoon getting tragic and terrible updates and worrying about a little town I love a lot. One of the men killed was a coworker's ex-husband and the father of her kids, so the details slammed into us at work a lot faster than the general public. I remember sitting on the bank of the Middle River a couple hundred yards from where the probably now iconic picture of the shooter on the ground was taken. In my memory, I'm there eating an apple.

Meanwhile, my mom has to go teach school tomorrow in this same fucking country.