I was offline for three hours to make dinner, and I sat down to write today’s post – and heard the terrifying news from Paris. Anything I could write feels trivial right now, and frankly I don’t have the heart to compose anything.
Times like this I wish I believed in a god – any god – so that I could pray for peace and understanding. Instead the world feels a little darker and more lonely right now. I never went to Paris, and now the Paris I wanted to visit doesn’t exist anymore.