It's Friday night and I have rarely been so happy to just go home. Just do nothing, perhaps read a book, perhaps play wii, perhaps just sleep. I took the weekend for myself and to take care of the things I never do. Let's see by Monday how much I really took out of it, how much I worked, how much i NGOed, how much I slept. I am always curious to see if I can be really organized about enjoying my free time! It is a paradox but indeed necessary. In fact i see already how i am missing out for lack of planning - no tennis partner, no massage booked, no groceries delivery :-) oh well, good luck me!
I see signs saying we are not afraid. Londoners are tough and endured the bombings of WWII. But those Londoners are hardly the same as the ones here today. Yes people in general are resilient, more than we think we can be when looking outside out. That is anywhere in the world, not just in London. And truth be said there is merit in not letting fear control our lives and terrorism win. Well I just walked into the district line, 5 stations away from Parsons Green and I am afraid. I am not shaking, crying or running away. But I am afraid mostly because it is all so natural. Life must go on I said, as I decided I was not going to cancel my lunch and avoid the tube. But that is what makes it scary. Life goes on and in an effort to not be afraid we recklessly do not change our habits and rely on the stats that more people die on the road then on terrorist attacks. Reality is, the law of probability does not matter because terrorist events are binary. So I think about my frie...
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