astra_nomer | This week is fired.

I'm freaking out a bit here.

Despite living over a thousand miles away, despite having been born in raised in Chicago, despite the amount of time that has past since I lived in Massachusetts, in many ways I still consider Boston to be my home. So, although I live and work in areas that are highly unlikely to be the subject of a terrorist attack (there's gotta be some silver lining to living in a fly-over state), all I really want to do is curl up under the bedcovers and cry.

I don't even need a map to know the locations that I'm hearing about in the news. I can see the towns, the neighborhoods, the streets that they are talking about. It's invaded my freaking college campus!

I am thinking of every single one of my friends who live in the Boston area, and there are an awful lot of you. I'm sure that what I'm going through here is much milder than what you are actually living through right now, and yet my minor personal struggles, like driving through work through blowing snow and icy roads, seem tiny and petty in comparison.

I'm experiencing a similar gut-wrenching feeling and disconnect from reality, like I'm living in a really bad action flick, that I experienced on September 11, 2001, when I was still living in Arlington, MA.

Anyway, I really needed to get that out of my system, and hopefully I can move on with my day now. Thank goodness for icanhazcheezburger.com.