I was thinking of taking my “rant” about Norway down. Killing it.
I was thinking it might be hurting you and others.
It might be insensitive. It might be completely wrong. Out of line. Madness. My madness.
I wrote it on Monday, the day after ~ I can’t remember when, exactly.
Lately, I’ve been turning day into night…
My sleep cycle is all over the map. I was speaking from emotion, more than reason. Pure feeling. Not stream of consciousness. That would be too kind. And incorrect.
Just bald, naked, raw anger and fear. Fury, about how such a horrible and horrifying act of violence could happen to such a beautiful nation of peaceable people.
Other things were playing in the background of my mind, too.