Wanting to Sleep this Afternoon!

Man oh man am I pooped after staying up so late last night. But it was cathartic, and for that I'm grateful.

An addendum to last night's (this morning's?!?) post. When I first heard the horrifying stories surrounding Hurricane Katrina, I was shocked and sickened by the way that some people were reacting to the breakdown of society in New Orleans. I was so saddened and then numb as the atrocities stacked up. But then the stories of hope trickled through. As the public became bored with the horror stories, the media was forced to turn to scenes of amazing heroism and comfort, instead.

I felt the same watching a good friend die and watching the worst in people come out as they struggled to deal with the situation. Last night was a low point, when I felt disgusted with everything and everyone. But today I am able to focus instead on the scenes of love and devotion from family and friends toward a wonderful man. I am able to remember what he has meant in all of our lives. It still hurts, and I'm still struggling, but I'm doing better today.

Maybe I just needed a good cry!