work, work, work. even play becomes work when boredom is the only alternative.

It would do us good to remember that the souls of those lost to the violent conflict of wars are likely to have banded together in a collective hatred for those that perpetuate the gross violence which robbed them of life.

images, thoughts resurfacing-more powerful than deja vu (which is like entering one’s old home, whereas this experience is on a different scale entirely… entering one’s old hometown, perhaps, and slightly impersonal).
so it seems like familiar territory, all of it. the scope of my thoughts and the range of my feeling. experience’s freshness giving way to [...]